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Jan 2014
Black and white is a paradox for the colors only I can see.
Open your eyes, and follow me.
I'll show you the shades and shadows that lie in between (us).
Take a walk on thin ice, and you will see how I dance in a universe, so surreal.
Out of the box we call our world; holding captivate our human nature.

I dream in infinite parallels.
You call me gray; I call you shallow and blind.
Widen your eyes and nurture your depths.
Allow my neon hues to warm up your soul and radiate life into your shutdown veins.
For tomorrow you shall wake anew; and have forgotten what once seemed so luminous.
Bridgette Jester
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