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May 2015
Blinded.
By whom
I can't even fathom.

Do you remember
the colors,
the time
when indigo
and vermillion
and azure
crowded your palette?

How different
your soul feels.

How sweet
How bitter
How wonderfully
capricious
it was.

Blind.
For how long
I can't even fathom.

Was there
ever
a time?
Written by
MartaLuvi
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