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Lost

Our country’s air is lost

Not to frost but to

 

Sickly shades of

Yellow, green, yellow-green,

 

And that of pale pea.

— barbsdad2003, Jul 17, 2007

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Quillsvein1

18 years 11 months ago

colored doom

I'd be lying if I said I understood this fully, but the use of colors ("yellow-green/"green/yellow..") to describe a cultural climate turned toxic is eye-catching and impacting in a subliminal sort of way. Good job.
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Quillsvein1

18 years 11 months ago

colored doom

I'd be lying if I said I understood this fully, but the use of colors ("yellow-green/"green/yellow..") to describe a cultural climate turned toxic is eye-catching and impacting in a subliminal sort of way. Good job.

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