Vivid

View the world darkly and in color

Only to live it through a lense

Every color washed in dreams 

Ecery memory surrounded in color

Skins of blue veins that reach for new dreams

Eyes that seek new worlds

Immerse me so that I may escape

To new beginnings.

This poem is about: 
Me

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