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He was a lunatic of many colors

He was a brother who held a heart stained with different shades of black

He was a son who loved depending on the day of the week

And at the end of it all he became nothing more than a charcoal soul that eventually lost vision of all colors and all days, all shades and all stains.All Rights Reserved

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