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From worlds of black, the sequences never started and never stop. Gray to white, and back to black. Then, others enter the fray. I see them every day. Blue, then red, then green, swirling back into a brilliant white. They separate, even segregate, into groups and combine themselves into hues of all types. The black is filled by them, forever, and it becomes only part of the cosmic rainbow. Every shade and every tone imaginable come together in a web of infinite possibilities creating the universe of color. And as I look, I cannot help but find it divinely beautiful.

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    Horrorshow over 5 years ago

    Something very warm about this one.

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    Brandon Sutton over 5 years ago

    I was hoping to convey that sort of feeling, a departure from the usually dark nature of most of my poetic or prose-poetic work. Thanks for the comment!

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