I saw it in a horoscope
Yours not mine
Trumpeting grayer truths
I wondered why
That was fine
I wandered off the grid
Of black and what
A vacant landscape
No rock, sand, water, air
Is this horoscope for real
Something neutral
Less invested
Cooler scale
Achromatic
Hues of medium
I wondered
And wandered unbleached
Undyed
Indeterminate and old
Searching for grayer truths
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