Yellow
It comes in many shades.
Light and dark clash to harmonize with each other. In reality as well as in our unconscious minds. It sits atop our heads, as well as our feet. It is the smell of a thousand days of dry wheat and sweaty brows. It is of the calmness and calamity of the ocean, As the sun rises upon its ever expanding domain. It is of happiness and of greedy riches. It sits as the highest of quality for kings, and yet shows hunger of the needy and poor. We see it forever until we give up the will to live or become that of a goat. Never gone always here in our skies, bellies, and ground.
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