Closing my eyes I see flashes of light, doorways leading to new adventures and thoughts, closed until I find the key that is my imagination.
I see green, red and yellow but I search for the blue, of tears, or tranquility, only recently have I thought to explore the others, the orange, the red, the yellow, the fire that was set alight.
I believe this was because I knew someone who I would want to see, but never come too close. I did not know why or how exactly. Yet again does my mind want to wander the realm of blue, the sadness, the calmness.
People do not see what I see internally, so I no longer can visit the fire that was set alight, I do not know why or how.
Will I ever see it again?
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