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May 2016
My world is unsaturated
There is no colour
only incoherent sounds and melodies

black and white picture frames
indistinguishable smells and scents

My perception is dimmed
depleted from beauty

it all seems the same
feels the same
smells the same
Written by
WJ Niemand
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