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missing color print


waking up on a beach ,

looking  for bold  prints

tryint to find out where is that old winch,

i looked on the beach waking alon trying to see where did all the color have gone,

i begin to  look high and low ,

to see where have all the  colors have  gone ,

water and sky not blue,

bright reds that i use to know looked dime and gray  to

like every other thing ,

that i see was like it was just gray to me

begining to cry 

do to there was no color in my eyes

 so yelling to the sky

 why is there no color

to be seen or find

why is that life so wrong with no color

begin on a beach with flower and prints

not seeing color that is one of my  greatest miss

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