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these are the flowers: plucked for you
this early april day, when it was summer

and you left behind the colors
everything was gray anyway

longing for plain black and white when
ash made your eyes ache
so i took them away
and was proud.

but those who grin
for the absence of grey
seldom see
anything
at all



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