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May 2019
Her name tastes sweet like blue
She looks like crashing waves sound
She crys like the ocean screams
Her happiness is feels like fresh rain
A prompt I saw was to write your favorite colour using senses and that made me think of Synesthesia.
will
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will  22/America
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