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A Sam Scott poem: 9th October 2023 -----
We're black and white again I must admit I miss the coloured rain Of your presence Tumbling down over whatever protection I chose Unavoidable Enthralling Beautiful It feels like the rainbow has emptied The skies are back to grey Monochrome No more puddles to splash in No more joyful reflections Of the people we could be We briefly were Carefree I miss the abandon The wondering where we could go In the fantastic coloured rain Imagining I hold a strange yet absent hope Of multi-coloured joy The dreaming of freedom Perhaps dreams can still Be in colour After all
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