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Dec 2011
So I painted all my nails blue, to help me feel better when I’m feeling that colour,

You can’t imagine the satisfaction it gives to be free.

First month of nothingness can bring sad jazz,

but in time I’ll change the hues.
Written by
Aoife Mairéad
552
   --- and Lisa V
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