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Colour Blind

Flickering light, the piercing of fluorescence every time the dark becomes light. Lying and waiting for the next flash of dullness Thinking about the absurdity of colour when the world forces this black and white resolution. But it remains so that we can see clearly between right and wrong. Until another factor obstructs the view and sentiment arrives. The plague of colour infests our judgment, hurling the simple world into disrepute. The only solution is to stay; with black and white comes peace. Residing within this bland existence - at least I am safe. 13-Jul-2005

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Date: 7/22/2017 1:26:00 PM
Potent pen! I like it :)
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