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Wednesday, October 06, 2010 Old Poem - Palette No canvas can hold my colors, my green won't be touched by jaded hands, nor the red moving through my heart's blood turned blue with tears. Days sometimes run black as night, yet my gold is pure.... ....and you're still here, bringing the colors together, providing the light that merges them into rainbow prisms, fiery diamonds sparkling their colors against the dark. Copyright: August, 1999
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