White, by Anna Lorena
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Red: Bursting forth of outright hostility teeming with
heat
Orange: Flames of uncontrolled vibrance consuming
obstacles
Yellow: Dust of pollen flying on a wind without control
Green: Growing things springing from dark warmth of Earth
Blue: Night sparkling with thousands of pinpoint holes
leaking light
Violet: Calm delicacy balanced on the edge of a blade
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Posted: 2005-03-19 03:17:58 UTC |
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