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there. he said as he arched the final stroke on the canvas. this is what you are. my love. a conflate of all the pretty shades of lilacs.
no. darling. NO. this is not me. you did not highlight the hints of gold. you deliberately covered them behind the soft colours. because you are afraid that my shine might have the capacity to blind you.
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gold & lilacs
PoetryHuman nature is all about trying to fit into the normality of society despite its own simplicity and complications First place winner in THE SINNE AWARDS
