They are the same and yet another

Every square is marked,
Every line measured,
But within those lines,
There is no boundary to expression,
There is no extent to color,
There is no limit to the vibrancy they hold,
They are the same
and yet they are another


Poetry and Photography: Zahra Ammar

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