MASIDO

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January 3, 2014

Having come out of my grey self
I now hang and swing between
Absolute darkness
And blinding light

And my eyes
They don’t strain
They soak up in tears
Then crinkle in glee
At this world I now see

The whites are harsh
The blacks stern
And all other colors
In-between
Are so deeply drenched
They almost bleed

Made of Sand
Not Dura, but Alaminadura
Patterns

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