The brightest colors
So beautiful
No haunts
Beauty
A symbol of peace
After a long storm
But...
Even the lightest color
Fades into dark
Even though a storm has ended
Another one may be waiting
This symbol of peace
Could be pure imagination
A hallucination off happiness
Do not waste your wishes
On a brief time
Do not waste your wishes
On glitter in the sky
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