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Oct 2015
red lights
are not near sights.

I am told for color
shows meaning-
blue gleaming,
magenta
beaming
and a hue of orange
reminding me that existence is
okay.
For now.

How do you see color?
Is it that which stops you,
or that which sets you apart?
ahmo
Written by
ahmo  Portland, ME
(Portland, ME)   
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