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Pigments Sacred
What do you think of my poem?
Without support work in the dark in the dark light of the sacred Windows indifferent night light shining Other worlds Live as sent to cede power to the world that reflects the powerful to simulate the right under that is the reality Dream of reflections, like a blood establishment Worlds implacable some dreams about disclosures made Mastering life so it is heir to the thought of work as the color pigment is made of a few sleet singular bright light that is brightly colored and all
grammar simple, beautiful words. keep writing! I like it. 
