And here I am
In emptiness,
Not empty, though.
I am silent,
But speaking a lot
In so many ways.
Here I am
Longing for you,
And you belong
To menot
Truth, though.
I am fearless,
And I am black,
With colours
White and yellow.
You see me blue,
And you are
Not able to say how.
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