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Apr 2014
Neither black or white
But a color in pencils
The feelings that people feel
When seen on shirts

But clouds have this color
On dark no energy nights
The clouds make a dark stormy feature
When they crawl to the sky

As the earth is asleep
And mix with the darkness
That falls from space
Where you can see neither black nor white
But grey

ZaZa G.
Albero Centrale
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Albero Centrale
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