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Jun 2020
and our whining eyes,
with time, get adjusted to
the deadly darkness.
"
If all hues blend in black,
isn't it the most colorful of shades?
or
If its dark gulps the most light,
isn't it the brightest of all?
Ayesha
Written by
Ayesha  20/F/Silver Sea
(20/F/Silver Sea)   
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