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Jan 2017
I thought I knew you,
your favorite color was blue,
all I saw was your physical,
you seemed so quizzical.
I'd tell you what was on my mind and you'd tell me also.

The day I seen your true colors,
after all those lovers,
(I) found happiness in your confusion,
even if it was all an illusion.
Someone too ruined by the past and no future with me.

I was still colorblind to you,
I had no clue,
I longed for your kiss,
that day I was forever in bliss...
All that meant nothing to you just a distant memory.
Ito
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Ito  Chicago, IL
(Chicago, IL)   
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   Kelly Rose
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