Rose colored lens

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I take off
The lens
The means that makes
The bitter
Sweet dreams
Worth while

The thing that gives me hope
Until I take them off and
I am blinded
Binded
By the chains of reality

Seeing
Listening
To the ache
Of those
Of myself
Of everyone and everything

Seen the beauty
That could be
taken
Turned into slush
And discarded

Art by: Henrik Uldalen

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