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Oct 2011
A sky slipping into dreams
Can steal every notion of reality.
Those penetrating colors
ensnare senses.
A bright, dark blue
deeper than the ocean
A silk scarf, once white,
stretched across the deep
A color so rapturous,
it does not deserve a purple title.
How can you believe
that only light sheds felicity
when tonight is the hue of Joy?
SBohl
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SBohl
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   James Lindsay
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