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Synesthesia Poem

September 27, 2023
By Anonymous

I write about Grey. Grey is sadness and the rain. Grey is The swirl of loneliness that Sounds like a dark echoey pit.The sadness of puppies is gray and sad.


At the end of gray is silver Sharp and shiny. Sliver reminds me of a rusted silver car. 



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