I found myself in a room of chaos
Nowhere to move
The world spinning around me
There it appeared before me
Perfect as can be
Pure as black and white
No colors, no lights, no sound
Just so sudden
So striking
Unable to move
Not a sight, nor a sound
It was right there standing before me.
It was all I could want.
It was clear as black and white.
Then it came closer
That perfect blend
Of dark and light
Of fear and hope
Of mystery and clarity
Of black and white
Coming closer still.
I had to move.
I managed to extend a single hand
God, I had never felt this softness, this silkiness, this smoothness
Conforming to my hand.
I couldn't let go
But I held on too tightly
Or maybe I was afraid to hold on tight
The greatest thing I'd ever held
Slipped out of my hand
Gone as black and white
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