Blue
A poem
I remember when the lights dimmed
In the hallway.
I could see your face but didn’t know
If you were really standing there.
In the foyer was a goldfish tank.
The one who ate the others, I thought.
But what is it that makes us
I remember when the lights dimmed
In the hallway.
I could see your face but didn’t know
If you were really standing there.
In the foyer was a goldfish tank.
The one who ate the others, I thought.
But what is it that makes us
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