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Aug 2019
Red, like the blood that runs in our veins

Orange, like the shirt that I ‘accidentally’ took because I secretly like the way it smells like you

Yellow, like the sun that’s dancing across your face, highlighting your freckles as you smile

Green, like the grass we lay on while your old radio plays a slow hum of music out across my yard

Blue, like the ocean we swim in, clothes and secrets left on the shore

Purple, like the butterflies I get in my feet whenever I get near you, tripping over myself as I dance around confusing emotions
Noah Rein
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