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The Colours Of Pride
I was but a wandering merchant once
Selling emotions in jars, a penny for a dose
I met a youngster beneath a rock, hiding
Scuttling around in darkness like a creature of chitin

"I'm just a merchant passing by," I said
She halted and watched me shyly, keeping down her head.
"Something your heart desires?" I laid out my merchandise.
"Some pride, if you don't mind, name your price."

"Unique...