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Dec 2013
I don't know why I'm so drawn to it

It's indecisive, but in a good way
It will always be in between white and black, light and dark
And constant adjustment can fade it more towards one or the other
But it will still be gray,
foggy,
indifferent


I like it because it's subtle and it's sad
Not sad
What's the right word for it?...
Melancholy
It flutters in the background ever so softly and never seems to have any complaints about how the other colors are more popular or how it wishes it was as fun and happy as red or yellow
It's not the most appreciated color
But it is content with itself
I like that

And even though gray doesn't get invited to birthday parties or firework displays
It holds more depth and wisdom than the entire rainbow
That is why I like the color gray
Emily
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