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all the Colors…

whispered, “give me all the Colors…”
scrambled, found, but soon set Free
whispered, “we can now be Lovers…”
strange, but how Things came to be

raised within a house of Wonder,
sent into a world of Fear,
whispered, “give me all the Colors,
but don’t bring Them, bring Them

here”

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