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Mama, I remember
Your favorite part
Of the day.

What?

It’s when the sky changes
Purple, Orange, Pink —
All sorts of colors.

Abuse is not always
Black and Blue
To be sure
It turns
Burgundy to Rust
And Yellowish-Greens
And sometimes it’s just
A heavy Gray
But mostly
It is
Colorless
Like ghosts.

Mama, you remember
Your favorite day
As a child?

No. What is
Yours?

Today.

Really. Why?

Because you did not
Shout. My favorite
Days are when
Nobody…
Nobody
(( shouts ))
At me.

How do you believe
The sun will rise
Tomorrow my child
You are almost
{ S e v e n }
Like rainbows.

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