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May 2019
I wake up with a blue heart
to survive in a yellow world
where everything is always moving
unlike my still feet.

and when I go into a coffee shop
or a school or the parks
I see people who are glowing.
they glow all kinds of colors.

beautiful colors,
like pink,
or purple,
or yellow,
or orange,
all of the brightest colors,
and I watch in awe
because right now,
my heart is only frozen blue.
the
dullest
blue.

so sometimes I stay in my mind
and end up going colorblind
and fall into my own black-blue world
because the colors become all too much.
Written by
Kimber
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