A colorful dream written in black ink
like friendship may first seem unpromising,
but years go by and pages promptly turn,
and bonds created refuse to adjourn.

But death must come and chapters must reach ends,
the last word's read and ties break between friends,
reality appears bizarre and odd,
the world of color reduced to a fraud.

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