And here I am
In emptiness, 
Not empty, though.
I am silent, 
But speaking a lot
In so many ways. 
Here I am
Longing for you, 
And you belong
To menot 
Truth, though. 
I am fearless, 
And I am black, 
With colours 
White and yellow.
You see me blue, 
And you are
Not able to say how.                
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