Try as we might to make simple sense of the world, is it ever black & white? An oceanic decent might strip away the brightness of day, the spectrum we cherish narrowing to cerulean swirls & emerald undulations—but in that aqueous half-light, many shades remain. Follow this migration of eyes, from scatter-lit shallows into a darkening deep…

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Do we act the same when big or small?
Is the world always fair
To both meek and tall?
Take a moment to question
Where you stand on it all.
Take a moment to question
Where you stand on it all.