Writing the seventh: Kathy: Hello again! This is our seventh writing together About how we would describe colour to a blind person!

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What does a rainbow look like?

Not rain. Not even the nice kind Don't imagine water Or even a bow Because it's something so much more It's hope and happiness It's the daybreak on a dark night It's the smile amidst the chaos It's the survivor among the horrors It's the cacophony of joy Complex and consentrated It's every refraction of light in one place And all each one comes with All the meaning and emotion we've poured into these colours All coming together in the perfect gradient Fading beautifully Complementary Amazingly It's happiness, it's love It's what keeps me going

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Black is the colour of night The lack of light The image of darkness Yet you see black As a lack of sight So what does one see When they can’t see at all

Do they lose the experience Cannot see black Cannot think it Do they only experience The lack of colour After all

Is black

Do they see the darkest of darks Or does nothingness elude them And sight is suspended in doubt

But black is the colour of night

The lack of light So as their senses sleep I’ll pretend they sleep in black

the word count was 222 but I've ruined it now (imagine the crying emoji I'm on laptop) but yeah! eva here for once, hows it going?