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The color clear inspires me – Because people can see right through me People can know my emotions by Just looking at me. Sometimes negatively, I feel invisible. I feel left out, Like no one cares. No one wants to mention, or even look at me. The color clear might be left out, it can stand out too, like a sore thumb. Like me; No one thinks of clear as a color, Just like some people don't think of me as a person. No matter what I do, my emotions can be written on a piece of paper, Inside of me that everyone can see. I might not like it, But people always see it. People help me though, I can be glad they see it; Sometimes not.
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Oct 5, 2022
Oct 5, 2022 at 2:59 PM UTC
Clear
The color clear inspires me – Because people can see right through me People can know my emotions by Just looking at me. Sometimes negatively, I feel invisible. I feel left out, Like no one cares. No one wants to mention, or even look at me. The color clear might be left out, it can stand out too, like a sore thumb. Like me; No one thinks of clear as a color, Just like some people don't think of me as a person. No matter what I do, my emotions can be written on a piece of paper, Inside of me that everyone can see. I might not like it, But people always see it. People help me though, I can be glad they see it; Sometimes not.
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Oct 5, 2022
Oct 5, 2022 at 2:59 PM UTC
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