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Black and White


Black and white
Everyday black and white
Shirt, shoes, pants

Maybe there's grey
But never in the sky
Always sunny, sunny, sunny
bleh

The best time is at night
When the whole desert is dark
Nothing can be seen
Nothing wants to be seen

No filter can help us see
No filter can help the dark
The dark doesn't want the help
For it does not need it

The best filter

Is no filter

I am the desert
I am the cacti, the rocks, the birds
Under the moon, we are all the same.

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