Creative shades,
Different kinds,
What do you see?
What could you find?
Look at a colour,
wondrous thing,
What does it do,
What do you think?
Does it reach its full potential?
Does it push itself past its limits?
Or does it fall to minimum, below average?
Is it harmless or is it not?
Is it the colour that you think?
Wonder about a colour,
Rush to a thought,
Think that you have solved a mystery just to find out that you have not,
No matter the questions that you have answered,
No matter the ones that you have solved,
A question is a question,
A thought is a thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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