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Feb 2013
The world was black and white,
Dull and listless.
But then you came.
You were red,
Vibrant, passionate,
Fiery in disposition.  
You brought wonder and excitement to my world.
But even colors must fade,
And when you left,
There was only smudges left by your trail.
Reminders of a time of beauty.
But all that remains is the colorless monotony.
All that remains is the grey.
Written by
Jacob Becker
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