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is yellow in spring like grass starved of sun summer brown as the sun burns so hot and long green just reaching her ripe full breath in autumn white in the cold of winter all covered up clear on a cool night clear as peppermint hot and moist at mid-summer hotter than hades at moments, refreshed like a breeze off the coldwater brisk in December eternal as a kiss from a loving mother smothering yet comforting no matter her temperament loving as a new puppy's bad breath like yellow ochre on a palette awaiting a cheek to add some color needed, or alizarin the crimson of a wind blown fell leaf
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Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 9:14 PM UTC
the color of wind
is yellow in spring like grass starved of sun summer brown as the sun burns so hot and long green just reaching her ripe full breath in autumn white in the cold of winter all covered up clear on a cool night clear as peppermint hot and moist at mid-summer hotter than hades at moments, refreshed like a breeze off the coldwater brisk in December eternal as a kiss from a loving mother smothering yet comforting no matter her temperament loving as a new puppy's bad breath like yellow ochre on a palette awaiting a cheek to add some color needed, or alizarin the crimson of a wind blown fell leaf
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Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 9:14 PM UTC
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