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Jan 2011
Do you see what I see, could you even comprehend?
Can you see the colors that tell stories in the end?
The colors tell me everything,
everything inside your soul.
You could see them too,
you know,
if you’d just stop and notice
the film that they are painted on.
Written by
Hannah Lambert
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