It is only a difference of tint
Black becomes cobalt
You think the evil, and the holiest, are not people. That Stalin and Manson are monsters, that Ghandi and Princess Di are angels, whilst all are people, So Stalin, and Princess Di and I am on the same sliding scale. It is just a difference of degree.
The fire that warms your hearth, the inferno that destroys the forest.
The moments between when a drop overflows the cup, a marriage into divorce.
We are seconds from death, to life. From triumph, to abjectness. We live on the razor edge of time, of the now.
Only a difference of degrees.
Black becomes cobalt, becomes sapphire, teal, pine, golden, autumnal, crimson, rose, white
A difference of tint.
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Melody Hoag
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