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Old paneled walls, worn and weathered Infinite grains of sand littering my wood floors The mud that dirties my pant legs on a rainy day Slimy, soggy, mold-ridden bananas Rot, Rotten, Rotted All lead to the essence of brown.

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amber

American

Published: Oct 15, 2010
LinesWords: 639

Notes: This is just a fun little poem that I wrote for an assignment in college. We were told to choose a color and portray that color through the genre of poetry. This is what I came up with.

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