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Whenever someone asks me what my favorite color is, I always say "white." Of course, the stupidly coy say that it's not a color, only a tint. But in truth, white is within every color, as well as black. White, along with black are very similar. Without white, there is no black, without black, there is no white. White can be cold, bitter and harsh. White is blank and empty. White is something to be filled, yet it is something that can smother. White is hot stinging pain and frozen lonlieness. White is ghostly yet solid. White is everywhere, but cannot be captured. White surrounds everything, but cloaks none. White is unforgiving and unhidden, bold but still fearful and fearing. White is my favorite color.