• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 08
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Black and white,
black and white,
they’re all about
black and white.

They stop and wait,
stop and wait
for black and white,

acquiesce at amber.
stop at red.

Yet you,
are emerald.

Despite your glow,
through mainstream shades
they’ll never know
the colours
through your eyes.

They’ll never know
the name they give you,

they’ll never see

the individual,