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Pictures talk (Triple double Haiku)
I saw black and white
Pictures say thousands of things
Lethal to my eyes
Text watered them down
Like garlic fierce scents clung
Feeling so oppressed
She sat in dark rooms
Looking on a clear screen
Its all gonna end
She can't find her way
Agonies of black and white
Even raw color
Forget what you said
The pictures are what spoke first
Heard what i had to
It isn't worth it
You deserve better than this
Time to get walking
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