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Ripples of color in every hue,
Temptress drags you in with baby blue.
Further and further into her swirl of paint,
Notice how there is no white, gown of the saint.
Shades of red, yellow and green,
Morphing into a tone that can only be a dream.
Constantly enchanted by the rainbows in her possession,
Until she finally bathes you in fiery crimson.
Basic knowledge of swirling dyes is what you lack,
Maybe then you would know that all hues together give black.