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Mar 2014
There is no color
Of death
Like eyes know,
Only death of mind
And sick plastic aura,
Death makes known
In soul depth of being
And days when
Sighting humanity
Hurts the eyes
Colin Anhut
Written by
Colin Anhut  Raleigh, NC
(Raleigh, NC)   
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