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I like to read a poem multiple times, to get the taste and feel of it, to delve into its form, and so on. I like to consider the effect of a tiny perturbation—if I changed this word or that line break, what would happen?

When I got to this point in your poem, I thought about different phrasing: ‘Reality comprises infinite hues.’ It lacks magic, doesn’t it? Somehow, ‘an infinity of hues’ is infinitely better.

Thank you for helping me learn more about word choice :)

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