Colors
Colors
Colors are bright
Colors are dark
Colors are the start to a new art
Colors begin a day so looming and stark
A Splash of this a splash of that
With only a pigment the world comes to life
Now if you will I have a job
As an artist I must ask do you cherishes colors
Or are you weary of them
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