with six colorful sides—
only one facing you at a time.
A jumble: one yellow square,
six white, two blue.
I offer you one side,
but even that is just fragments.
You could try to turn me over,
to glimpse one of the hidden five,
but I shift my squares so swiftly,
the side you see is never the same.
Don’t feel too sad—
some never even see a yellow square.
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