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6d
a silver soul aches to be seen,
seen by the colorblindness,
and drowns in the watercolor,
watercolor of the minds kindness,
signs between breaths
“let me be heard my heart, your highness”
but visible only
for peoples blindness
Eve
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Eve  20/F/Sweden
(20/F/Sweden)   
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     heidi and Karen
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