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Seven colors

April 10, 2016

Grasping all the shade

this evening lip a deep slip for

over the up stars sticks them

speak they

gotten a swan living.

These eyes are

watching this plate

Whether these are

white rice or a morning

this well being

has written in white paper

 

Avoiding a rejection

you taken a bath

with all of this townsmen

 

Why you be ignored

Professor of recycle bin

are in keeping.

The followers of death

are in astonished

Over the up

a rose is loughing

playing.

 

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