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Apr 2017
This stuff I write,
this stuff in black
and
white.
Isn't black and white
inside.
It's not
just dark
and light.

It resembles more
a jumble
of colors wild
and bright,
juxtaposed and scattered
strewn
and
thrown about.

More artist's
demented rage
than words
arranged
just so
on patient, pliant page.
Mary-Eliz
Written by
Mary-Eliz  Virginia
(Virginia)   
346
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