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Mother Rainbow
Is a rainbow still a rainbow
in a black and white photograph?
Like an actor with no audience,
or a tombstone without epitaph.
Like a dog without its master,
or a sailor swept from ship to sea,
in this life I fear nothing more
than losing those things close to me.
So, could one see a rainbow
so devoid of any color?
And can a boy become a man
without guidance from his mother?

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