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Going through your pictures makes my yearning almost unbearable.

The enchanted colors in them float around my room—white, green, yellow—too much to contain.

Then the lament broke my windows and disappeared in an instant.

I wandered through darkness until twilight,
and there, at the edge of fading light, I saw a color—red.

— The End —