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Mar 2013
Blue the sky,
up so high.

Black in the night,
where the stars shine bright.

Yellow the sun that helps trees grow,
trees give me fruits so i can grow.

Green the leaves that fall to the ground,
in the fall leaves turn from green to brown.
Imania
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Imania  In My Fantasy World
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