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Koi : Golden light spills from paint speckled hands ; sleepy multi chromatic hues ever gentle and weary . You hide your body in hopes of not being noticed ; the chest you distain so much suffocating beneath too tight wrappings . It's a cruel world for one so innocent ; so small . Yet your struggling to find your way one beating at a time , if only the guy , , demon? following you around would be nicer . You've already gone through so much .