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I don’t remember the moment it started
But everything before it seems monochrome
Last night, when you spilled ketchup
On your freshly laundered sweatshirt
The one I got you for Christmas
You cursed your clumsiness
And I laughed, because like the stain
Every minute with you is in vibrant color
About the Creator
D.K. Shepard
Character Crafter, Witty Banter Enthusiast, World Builder, Unpublished novelist...for now
Fantasy is where I thrive, but I like to experiment with genres for my short stories. Currently employed as a teacher in Louisville.
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