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I see blue and black. The actual dress is blue and black apparently. It's something with the lighting in the photo that makes it white and gold to some (most?) people. Weird sh^t is weird.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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