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Jun 2015
Strange
How all the
Colors fade
Just as soon as
They come to stay,
And drain like
All the empty words
That I heard you say.
Lillian Harris
Written by
Lillian Harris  22/F/Boston, MA
(22/F/Boston, MA)   
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   Riley Key Cleary
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