White circulates in milk, snow, a cloud. It flows from a flower as a palate of possibility.
Symbolically, white appears as innocence and honesty. It feels clean and a beginning of something.
A tinge of lightness shimmers because white never exists alone.
Colors shine as they circulate in and out of its canvas.
Buds encourage potential.
A collection of white revels in a reflection of its attraction.
Write into white!
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