Many thanks to @Fly10 for choosing my untitled poem about old gold.
Well done to all the other entrants there's been some truly great pieces.
The next colour is:
Cosmic Latte
Don't forget to include #colourchallenge and tag me in the comments. Good luck everyone I look forward to reading them
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