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The view through the pink window Blushes pink to satisfy Employs soft focus the eye cares for The pink forest aglow Finds success, the sun shafting through A vibrant shocking pink porthole Shoots sharply to the forest floor On closer inspection it is solid in form Seemingly impenetrable I put on my pink lenses Pressing the pink circle that appears It is nothing to the touch Even so, it exists - pure pink A fascination enclosing I feel pink warmth
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Jul 24, 2012
Jul 24, 2012 at 3:20 PM UTC
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The view through the pink window Blushes pink to satisfy Employs soft focus the eye cares for The pink forest aglow Finds success, the sun shafting through A vibrant shocking pink porthole Shoots sharply to the forest floor On closer inspection it is solid in form Seemingly impenetrable I put on my pink lenses Pressing the pink circle that appears It is nothing to the touch Even so, it exists - pure pink A fascination enclosing I feel pink warmth
laura-susan-smith
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Jul 24, 2012
Jul 24, 2012 at 3:20 PM UTC
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