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Sep 2017
I stand on the edge of an abyss
A spectator amongst a world of explorers
What could possibly be out there for me
If I enter they’ll know I’m amiss

I see the beautiful colors shining through their lives
My hues just aren’t quite the same
It’s a traveling circus of lights and sounds
You must know the rules to play the game

And that’s just it now isn’t it
The rules were never in any book
Or perhaps I am illiterate
My hues have always contrived my look

Do what you will to define me
Paint up a picture as big as the sky
Hire professionals: detectives and lawyers
I’ll invite them in, I’ll let them pry

But I stand on the edge of an abyss
I know somethings out there for me
Melding my colors may be parlous
But I crave the solidarity
Claudia Tallon
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