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Symphony In Red

I can't believe how four
sounds red to me!
Am I seeing red
wherever I turn my eyes,
or is this an aberration
of my mind?
Funny, pretty red!
Red when one is in the red,
When our eyes are red form crying,
and the cheeks turn red
from the icy cold of winter.
Bloody, bloody red
from the red madness of our world.
Red, more an more red;
all seems to be red,
as if in life merry go round
only red were to be found!

poem by Carmen M. Aponte
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