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The Spectrum of Life
I’m from a life with a palette of contrasting emotions
from a life, an array of moments.
I’m from the white from my mom’s smile—
with a sapphire grin—
I’m from the baby blue skies glimmering over the pristine water of Pine Lake
swimming, snorkeling, tubing.
I’m from the chocolate-créme of my scraggly dog
always by my side, bringing a smile to my face.
I’m from the bright white light
from pulling all nighters, studying in my room.
I’m from the neon lights enjoying the city life
strolling through rich culture of Koreatown with my grandparents.
I’m from the dark-cracked concrete of the streets
west side of Chicago where gunshots are prominent.
I’m from the gloomy grey clouds
where the days feel endless.
I’m from the dark-black, endless nightmares
feeling I can’t wake up from.
I’m from the drab oak of my grandmother’s coffin
her emotionless face, ingrained in my mind.
I’m from the blue tears of sadness
drowning in a sea of grief.
I’m from a past with a brew of colors
with a future to behold, and ceaseless ways to paint.
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