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A Life In Monochrome
Black or white? How can that be? I’m sure I see a kaleidoscope of colors. But something is not right. I can’t distinguish which is which. They all look pallid white or ebon black. I panic. Where are the rainbow hues? All gone as if violent squalls of a mighty hurricane Swept them off the face of a tempestuous earth. I try to move about and shatter the confusion, But all is pitch dark fog. I stop For I can hear, oh yes I can hear The breathing of someone in the room. Where is it coming from? Who is luring there? I can sense it in the corner, a shape darker than dark. I freeze. Those eyes! Burning red. I see it approaching, getting near. I scream. My wife touches me tenderly. Another nightmare? Come we’ll have breakfast. I rise and grasp my white walking stick. All is stygian dark though I feel the soft white sun. For I am bat blind. Except minute faint white patches. The rest is just tar black.
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