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Jan 2017
Red, Blue, Black, Green, Yellow
Red ruby scarlet beauty dancing before my eyes
You come up to taste the air
But the more you feed the farther it flows
But to follow the flows and your passion grows
Until you become a rushing wave and crash upon yourself
Causing a rush of Blue to come bursting though
Churning and turning, destroying what lays in its path
Bringing about the endless Black witch you have always feared
Nothing is left unscathed
Nothing is left untouched
But if you give it some time the Green will return
And the land will flourish anew
And one day the flowers will bloom with the brightest yellows you have ever seen
Tadeusz Loarca
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Tadeusz Loarca  24/M/New York
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