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Aug 2012
The color living behind my eyes
changes from day to day
Sometimes it’s a bright, light blue
and sometimes it fades to grey
The color of my soul
is the sky inside my mind
And the sun rains and pours
as it opens closed doors
while the clouds stay and stray
and un-shine on the day
and they’re fighting an infinite war.
And I don’t
know what
they’re fighting
for.
Ellis Brown
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