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An image popped into my head today of an analogous person crying.  The tears were royal blue and stained the cheeks as they rolled down this person’s face.  If you looked close enough you could see faded stain marks of other colors from other tears shed, creating a somber rainbow if you looked for it.  The person did not look sad; the tears just overflowed and welled out of the eyes, staining a new path over paths already forged. 

I cry different colors.  As tears are just as subjective as the emotions that cause them.  Sometimes I don’t cry tears at all, but I am still crying.  If I were to cry now, the tears would be red and yellow, staining a path down my check to show someone on the outside that these tears were not shed in vain…even if they were not seen falling from my eyes, they still stain my cheek proving an emotion felt and if not heard, at least seen.

Another image of a person hunched over, no face visible, just the curved fetal position of a curved back and bowed head and at the feet a puddle of rainbow, reflecting the sorrowful expression.