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May 2013
I think a lot about whether my veins
are blue
or whether
they are green

(I just want them to compliment yours)

I think a lot about the weather
And what we would be like
in a rainstorm
or on a cloudless day

I often wonder if you think
about me

but most often doubt you do

I'm the girl who has green veins
and you are the boy who has blue.
Kiah Tomatz
Written by
Kiah Tomatz
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