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Gods of Black and White
They show things
I never thought were worth showing.
Yet here they are proving me wrong.
It seems we walk the same paths,
see world in the same colors
and have hearts pumping blood
in the same rhythm.
While I'm spinning
and spilling words,
they're being gods.
Making me smile by painting the "everydayness"
at an angle only they can see.
Dedicated to J.J. and N.C.
Copyright ©
Danka Sikorska
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