rainbows in the grey.
rainbows in gasoline puddles.
rainbows in flies eyes.
rainbows in butterflies.
rainbows in creeks.
i'm closing my eyes and embracing every color, every fleck of a spectrum that can heal an 1/8 of a heart.
can i just stay in these primaries, and never dip a finger in the grey?
i just want to stay in a rainbow and let everything else pass on.
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