Black and White
I liked these colors,
Black and white.
They seemed to oppress none.
My history in the making,
Should use of them such.
I enjoyed black and white,
Because they were opposites.
I enjoyed the richness,
Of black and white,
As well as their oppositeness.
They complemented each other,
And belonged to each other.
In the life of a rainbow,
All colors were included,
When producing black and white.
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