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An inward-looking poem, about nature, by Misna, exclusively for Different Truths.
The sky is more grey At this moment, The shades of black and white Are the only colours, I have as mine! How will I paint the Autumn leaves – And blossom of spring, when my canvas of life Is stained only with the Shades of winter? Lately, but I realised I was blinded By the fake shades of life! When I start seeing, It is already night!!
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