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a hurricane rages
behind my lidded eyes.

and

a little rainbow--
coloured with
icy blues-- dances
near the horizon,

flashing me with
fleeting glances
of electric and
midnight,

accompanied by
stormy grey
that seethes
with contempt.

the ocean is lulling
me to sleep,

w h i s p e r i n g
sweet nothings
into my ear.

and though i'm
tempted to give in,

i realise that

this is new to my p a l e t t e.
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