by Rachel MacMann
A world drained of its color
Now lives in black and white
Life so much duller
The same old thing, every day and every night
Yet one lucky girl
Who holds a bubble in her hand
Gets to see her boring bleak world
As a colorful, lively land.
The streets may be grayscale and barren to all the rest,
But to the girl with the bubble,
The streets do impress
For the girl can see the beauty under all the rubble.
In the end, what makes this photo so pristine
Is that it shows things are not always what they seem.
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