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Colour

  • BY: WANG FANGJIE
  • Mar 1, 2016
  • 1 min read

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I’m looking for a place to start, But everything feels so distant now. The wind is howling in my face The tiredness in me beats on anyway.

It’s snowing where there is summer all year round, Freezing me from inside-out. It’s bitter cold in my soul Since daylight left me some time ago. Colourless, cold nights The atmosphere leaves me bland And I’ll strike out lines of five Until colour comes back again.

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