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You asked me to feel the colors ; I bloomed Orange and red overflowed my sorrow I succeed You asked me to follow the sun ; I parachuted The trust of our hands - my confident cords landed calmly behind the mask
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
Behind the mask
You asked me to feel the colors ; I bloomed Orange and red overflowed my sorrow I succeed You asked me to follow the sun ; I parachuted The trust of our hands - my confident cords landed calmly behind the mask
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
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