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I look up at the sky and see red. I look at the grass and see black I look at the banana and see purple. What? The sky is not blue! Pfft! Green grass! nonsense! That banana... that one that is on top of the pink table, is yellow! LIES! That table is brown?! Now I know you're crazy! Eyebrows furrowed Pursed lips. Aching head. No. Don't tell me what's what! Stop telling me what to think! The sky is red. The grass is black. The banana is purple. No... Stop... Please... Let me be.... What's that scary machine... It's hurting my head... The sky is red. The grass is black. The banana is yellow. The sky is red. The grass is black? The banana is yellow. The sky is blue. The grass is green. The banana is yellow. I sit in class a stare ahead. I don't think. I don't act. I don't ... I am a good girl.
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aurora
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Nov 10, 2011
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