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May 2017
A merging of two,
not unlike another,
spectrums of shade
                        and light woven.

Coalescing to become
more than the singular,
A marriage of differences
                         becoming one.  

Beauty is a footnote,
a visual acuity of senses.
This eclipse of submerging
                          within another.

Now hues are a new emotion
painted on the sight of others
senses, like a new flower
                                  blossoming.
Amazing what beauty red and blue create
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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