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Nora Mar 2021
It changed with a look, a touch, an attempt.
What we see in someone's eye.
Or we feel under someone's palm.
What we go through, if we try.

Like a seed.
It is once invisible in the earth.
Then it comes out of the darkness and sees the colors.
Then everything becomes equal to her.
And eventually it flies away and changes.

— The End —