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Tell me,
the colour of your pain
so I can mix it
with mine
in a palette.

Create a masterpiece
of our own
that only we can unravel.

Play me the sound of your laugh
so that I can imagine
the twinkle in your eye,
shining brighter than the stars
and the tinkle of your joy
ringing louder than the church bells.

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