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When you keep your eyes open, you can see colors everywhere, even in poems:

Used One Speed, Princeton

I painted my bike purple,
it's finding a brown to fade to.
Along the long slow curve of streets
gelato-colored houses change in dusk
to colors of dove. On my one speed, life is plain.
....

—excerpted from "Used One Speed, Princeton" by Daisy Fried

photo credit: the Brightside