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a short poem about the color red.
a poem about the color red.
Red.
It's a color full of energy.
Red are the leaves on a tree in fall, on their last legs before returning to the earth. -
Rush
Why do we look back
and not forward?
If life is a train
we're just all waiting to be run down.
standing in the tracks,
raising our arms,
only thinking about where we are positioned.
Time moves much slower