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Sun Oct 24, 2021 8:01 am
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rida says...



Today we learn about colours


Forgetting the ghosts that I once belonged to,
I leave them in sunflower fields. Walking 20 miles south
From here, I realise the world is made of color. The river between
Grey and sunflower-yellow is thirty-six thousand feet deep; varying between
Colours of you and me.
Leaving the cemeteries of grey I find myself somewhere in-between dark and light~
No other colour can describe this; except maybe the world
  





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Mon Oct 25, 2021 1:38 am
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Liminality says...



Interesting and surreal piece, @rida! I also like your poetic use of the squiggly line ~~
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It is only a novel... or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language
— Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey