I see no color

Not red

Not pink

Not blue

Not orange

Not yellow

Not purple

Not brown

Nor even green

Immune to creativity

Free from invention

I lived in a gray world

Alone in my own black darkness

Seeking for the white purity

And the colors that blossom forth


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