The world was stripped of color.
All was black and white.
Everything looked as if,
it was bathed in low moonlight.
Yet there was one color left,
were all other hues had fled.
That was my bank account,
which was still in the red.
All was black and white.
Everything looked as if,
it was bathed in low moonlight.
Yet there was one color left,
were all other hues had fled.
That was my bank account,
which was still in the red.
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