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19 Feb 2012
Different turn
Not about orange
Not today
Though all
Though everything
Has been orange
New colors
Stronger than before
Old colors
Mingle
Blue is the one
As in her
As in wow
As in never ending
As is in signs
As in a sofa
As in fuchsia holding black
Though
Like the first touch
Like the first electricity
Dreams about orange remain
As a fantasy they can’t be
As fantasy they have to be
Not knowing blue
Not knowing
No answers
So many questions
I just enjoy
The rainbow
Of you