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May 2013
Write the colors in which you see,
For an unplanned journey come and follow me.
This is the place in which I once bled,
This is the place...the color red.
In the sky, in a plane where I once flew,
Above the clouds is the color....blue.
Through these glasses, where you should have seen,
just like the trees...the color green.
Now i could keep going, but time must not be wasted, so finish it for me and see colors around you
Written by
Alec Michael Simon  Washington
(Washington)   
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