Sunday Afternoon

Shaded under normality

On a feild of reality.

 

Blured with colors of vision

We are faced with a decision.

 

Dotted with simple plain colors

There is nothing new to discover.

 

Rich city life under fake lights

But away off something ignites.

 

With colors so real and vibrant

It breaks the fake enviroment.

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