
he sees the color, he has no color
I look at him and I get grey in me He looks at me and he gets color in him.
I look in the mirror and I feel warmer, livlier, I see youth. even beauty, sometimes. sHe gives the life she has. He has no life.
sHe stayed but never arrived.
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