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Nov 2014
The sky is lightly turquoise;
a colour that if it were an emotion I would describe it as
a light cheerfulness
or the wan smile offered at the end of a long day.

If I could distill the sky into liquid,
and paint with it my thoughts of you;
a light cheeky hue streaked across by a drying brush
cannot obscure the blank emptiness of my canvas beneath.
Jason
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Jason  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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