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Jun 2017
For awhile things were a greyscale.
I saw things on a scale from white to black. I thought the lighter the grey, the better I was feeling.

Then I met you and you made me see color. There were lavenders and turquoises and maroons and golds.

The greys were just a fog and you were the sun to clear it.
This isn't that good. I wrote it literally in the past 5 min. i can't write anymore
bex
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bex  22/F/Bay Area
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