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Feb 2014
See the sea
The sea of green,
Feel the breeze.
Hold the wheeze
This isn't just a pickled dream
Its lime green filled sea of things
I don't mind
It's quite fine
Although, if i had a choice id choose purple
Anyhow
I slink into this sea of green
Let it's currents carry me
To my sunken memories,
I hate mondays.
thank you.
Green
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Green  Nowhere, Somewhere
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