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Colors Unbroken

A time of desperation that collapses unto itself.
Bleakness is a metaphor for unoriginality in a world consumed by chaos.
Lovers tease eternity to justify their contempt for one another.
Why does my seasonal appreciation require a void in acknowledgment of the species to which I was assigned?
Written by Michaelpoet
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