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The Color of Rain

Love is the 4th dimension  
in shades of thought  
where action is intent, and long  
 
Wandering out through the universe  
in floods of passion and serenade  
 
Forever the ponies run in destiny  
cutting colors in moments  
of greatness delivered by the fall,  
 
I woke in a smoke filled memory  
from the boundless deep, one kiss requited  
like a childish secret, in love,  
 
I held up the sky forever,  
and then I stopped waiting.
Written by Pishashee
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