(Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
The title of this post is explained here. There's this, too:
May blossoms fall, unalike
As snowflakes. So a coat of many colors,
Unalike as blossoms, all the ground
Now covers. One is there, unlike
Another, desires but his own.
Take his cloak, he gives his tunic
Also. But those would take his life
Beware. For one never makes another
And always is the difference.