10b1 강건
I emit black logic from my steel heart but others see it as hope.
Recently, I have been thinking about life over and over. We work, study, struggle hard to survive in this jungle. When I looked back my footsteps I have printed in the white parchment called time, I found out that I could not see any bright colors in them. Grey, black, some were even missing. Considering that dark colors have filled up my life until now, I found that a change is needed absolutely, but how? I have few bright paints that I could use to paint the parchment which lay in front of me. From now on, I think it’s time for me to find more colors from others and I’m looking forward to it.
This is a tight burst of excellent writing. Deep, insightful, with some pop to it. And indeed it also has an air of darkness with glimmers of sheer brightness fading in. Poetically executed. The white font on the black background also helps. Hope you find your colors.;)
답글삭제Interesting...one's discovery of "colours form others." Is it really possible? How do you paint the parchment with your own palette?
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