Black is imperceptible pause of life, is the little death between one image and the other is the static between diastole systole and the next is the frame color except himself. Black is the basis of contrast, the shadow of the thought, the voice of silence. Black has thick, black surrounds you, a mirror of your soul. Black is no doubt aware, the fear that makes you smile, solitude shared potential of being, amalgam of the storm and quiet, starting and ending image of your eyes, a reflection of anything, and then pure creation. and infinite detail.
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