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stories they could tellor they could sellshow me that you understandindent and reach my handthe sound of foodthe color of music why is life kept to ourselves?but the stillness captured?imagine black and whiteto the places of huewalking up the rainbow?either joy or such sorrowI’m trying to be what you areclinging on walls but located afarhopes that you portrayfor faces that needs to staywill children and the old?reminisce and holdhappiness, sweetness, colors!threads, surprises! spices,salt and black pepper, to blue waterpetty chefs, dressed in whitea food for the soul..
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