No color. No, only the shade of
Red:
In which I hate you with everything and
I can’t stop loving you with
Orange:
thoughts that scatter, as the butterflies
dance in the
Yellow:
sunflowers, daffodils, smiling
down on the
Green:
envious pigs who want nothing but
everything that is
Blue:
where the sky falls and the ocean is wide
swallowing the gap of
Purple:
mysteries, and unknown meaning
in which reveals
White:
Angels holding our hopes
Flying with
Black:
Wings that in the end
we become nothing.
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