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Where Have All the Colors GoneThe golden sun I can recall, / In darkest sky it danced. / Drifting light a gift to all, / And dyed
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A WeedBeside a wall with soil nourished, / I dug a pit and placed a seed. / I hoped the plant to grow and
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