Oh colors I can not see are you hidden from me like the shadows of past and begoneis it clearly wrong and why oh why what I understand this is not how I really am what colors blue and all into oneand then burst into the Sun word lines will band and straighten out to a point will finding out or others call the point of no return his way we never learn.
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