smooth surface of plasticine beauty
slick chill of sultry smoke
chrysanthium spiders
bursting forth
and moving away on star silk threads
warmth like sunshine
cold like ice
fire within
and water without
taken
held
moved
sleep in somber silence
in the ebb of eternal tossing and turning
words half spoken
half meant
repeated a thousand times
in the eyes
on the other side
of everything that has been
will be
and is
blue hue of secrecy
pale shades of truth
blackend color of mistrust
and shade to hide in
while learning to feel again

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