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My favorite shirt is blue Does that mean it’s my favorite color? It’s not the shade of the sea, nor sky It’s the hue of royalty without a crown But I am not noble, and this shirt has long sleeves I cannot wear it in summer, and it is no longer sold I fear for the day it is laden with holes It has begun to pill under the arms When the fabric begins to thin, will I have to find a few favorite shirt? Perhaps it will be the same shade of blue Is it my favorite?
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Jun 7, 2025
Jun 7, 2025 at 9:03 AM UTC
My Favorite Shirt
My favorite shirt is blue Does that mean it’s my favorite color? It’s not the shade of the sea, nor sky It’s the hue of royalty without a crown But I am not noble, and this shirt has long sleeves I cannot wear it in summer, and it is no longer sold I fear for the day it is laden with holes It has begun to pill under the arms When the fabric begins to thin, will I have to find a few favorite shirt? Perhaps it will be the same shade of blue Is it my favorite?
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Jun 7, 2025
Jun 7, 2025 at 9:03 AM UTC
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