What happens when all the color has bled out,
does the world finally fade to gray?
What does it mean when silence fills the air,
doesn't anybody have anything to say?
And what about our fears, our nightmares,
will they go with us in the end?
So what happens when one person decides to be different,
does it start a new trend?
And the animals, our pets, out friends?
Will they run around, crawl and creep?
And who decides our dreams for us,
without them would we still crave sleep?
If someone kept a secret,
would it start a war? Cure cancer?
We have all these questions,
so where are the answers?
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