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sitting back and relaxing, turing the screen on in my head, i turn up the volume and cant hear anything, the screen crackles to life, where once there were colours there is now, Black, White, Gray, life passing by in a blur, colours seeped out and washout, peoples faces blur, actions lost of meaning, i tried to change the channel, nothing happened, stuck in a loop of the same colours, the same meaningless expressions and actions, life is a film meant to be enjoyed in colours and life and sounds. im lost looking at the black and white screen. Lost for what seems to be a life time.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:00 AM UTC
A Black and White Film
sitting back and relaxing, turing the screen on in my head, i turn up the volume and cant hear anything, the screen crackles to life, where once there were colours there is now, Black, White, Gray, life passing by in a blur, colours seeped out and washout, peoples faces blur, actions lost of meaning, i tried to change the channel, nothing happened, stuck in a loop of the same colours, the same meaningless expressions and actions, life is a film meant to be enjoyed in colours and life and sounds. im lost looking at the black and white screen. Lost for what seems to be a life time.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:00 AM UTC
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