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she was
the red-yellow
sunlight of day.

he was
the blue-black
darkness of the night.

when they touched,
a beautiful
canvas- full of colors
blossomed in the sky.

[a/n; this was inspired by julixtta's beautiful writing. make sure to go drop by and read her masterpieces]

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