Their colors
"If only they can see.
Their colors is all I can see.
My gray is no sea;
No sky,
No life.
My gray is all I can see.
They dont know I can see their colors.
They shine bright in front of me as far as I can see.
They smile as bright as the northern star.
Their eyes full of life like the the deepes see.
They can see me?
They reach for me!
They can see me!
As I reach for them,
I can see my color coming out.
My color is the same as theirs now.
They saved me from myself.
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