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You pour colors on the canvas

I can still recall how it was

Our flaws blended perfectly

Scene displays beautifully


Till I stepped back in distance

Dreadful facts need acceptance

Affection pain turns withered

Love enormously rendered


Short span of time feels home

Yet I left you in monochrome

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