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Sep 2016
I see colors
not sure what you see
why do you put them together like you do?
it is not what they mean
you got it all wrong
interpreted to traumatize
to shape fear into profit
not what colors mean
not where eyes came from
not what light shows you
in the darkness
of whiteness
Elan Bonde Gregory
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Elan Bonde Gregory
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   Greta Wocheski and naeuta
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