White Paper, Black Ink

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By bedazzled

White paper and black ink... It was contrast that pushed at the bullets between us, it was contradiction that corroded at the edges of time. Magnified was the doorframe, amplified were the voices that linked chains around assurance - weighed down, sink i n g. Black cherries garnished the silence, only footsteps broke it, unsteady pirouettes towards new space to breathe. Inhale, exhale, white paper, black ink.

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