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?