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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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Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it. Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy—the experiences that make us the most vulnerable. Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.
— Brené Brown