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Apr 2017
Pink was the colour of the clouds, when she stepped into your life

Red was the colour of her lips, the first time she kissed you

Yellow was the colour of the summer dress she wore, the first time you said those three words

Green was the colour of your skin, when you saw her laughing with him

Blue was the colour of your soul, when she said it could not work out

Black is the colour of the hole, she left
Albus
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