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Dec 2017
He is the color yellow,
My happiness.
He is the sunflower,
My favorite color.
He faces up to the sun,
Blinds himself,
But I am right beside him,
Grey.
Illuminated by his bright touch,
I feel the color creep up my spine.
He makes me feel red.
Jude
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Jude  20/F/Houston, TX
(20/F/Houston, TX)   
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