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a color was a thought of painting and poetry and literature sadly my son took a crayon held it in the air it was flesh said right on the paper wrapper and asked dad, this says flesh and I see all kinds of color in people, why? Why what? I asked trying to narrow his question down, He said , it is pink, it don't look like my skin or yours and I wondered if I drew a man do I have to use this to color him with? I answered , I don't know if correctly, no son, use all the crayons grab as many as you can make a rainbow man, that would be better
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Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 2:58 AM UTC
once upon a day
a color was a thought of painting and poetry and literature sadly my son took a crayon held it in the air it was flesh said right on the paper wrapper and asked dad, this says flesh and I see all kinds of color in people, why? Why what? I asked trying to narrow his question down, He said , it is pink, it don't look like my skin or yours and I wondered if I drew a man do I have to use this to color him with? I answered , I don't know if correctly, no son, use all the crayons grab as many as you can make a rainbow man, that would be better
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Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 2:58 AM UTC
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