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Tuesday, 18 July 2017

Perfect darkness ...

Aren't we much like these clouds?
Broken and whole at the same time.
Keeping ourselves intact with the friction of the millions of pieces that sometimes get out of place and pierce our ribs.
A complete picture of blue, or maybe black, or maybe a color not yet named by us.
Aren't we like the night when we sat in the darkness under the water tank, laughing like complete maniacs,
And it was only when the street lights came back on to fill in the surroundings did we realize how mesmerizing and perfect the darkness was.

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