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Nice one. Black is the opposite of life.
Black can be beautiful too.
When there is light, it can be split in two.
I love your poem, its nice and cool.

Nice one. Black is the opposite of light.
Black can be beautiful too.
When there is light, it can be split in two.
I love your poem, its nice and cool.

My black black black

Blue blue blue me

I was often hit by a storm, but I stood still