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Dec 2019
Green has
always been my
favorite eye color, now
I know why. I'm drowning
in a pool of green and I have no
desire to be rescued. You could pull
me under, keep me within an arms reach
of oxygen, and I'd still call your arms home
Written by
Riveá  17/F/Iowa
       Jo, Faith, Poorvi Chauhan, AS, Alia and 17 others
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