Nothing
Black
quiet
But it is not empty
Rushing things so fast they can't be caught
Bright colors flashing
Beautiful sad memories
The smell of it all
Untranslatable sounds zoom by
I am blind
Yet it is there
The beauty seeps out
And here it is
R.E
3/19/18
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R.E (
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- Category: Surrealist
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