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Jan 2015
once red, once blue,
once faded through to you and then white.

and now

i'm black—
only black.
and even i
can't see
through
these
shadows.
i would rather know that i am sad than not know how i am at all.
September
Written by
September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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   Jerry and Santiago
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