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Oct 2013
Red is the color she blushes when I tell her how genuinely adorable her laugh is.
Yellow is the color of the sun that enhances her angelic personality.
Green is the color of the grass that sways beneath her feet, graced by each footstep.
Blue is the color of sadness, almost palpable, when she can't find the right words to say.
White is the color of everything beautiful that circles her soul.
Brown is the color of her coffee eyes, warming me like no other could possibly do.
Black is the color, absent of her cruelty, as she has none to fool me.
Oh, she lives in colors.
J Hamersly
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J Hamersly  Clarks summit
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