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Beige is the color of my brain When I can't think of a thing With wheel spining round And not gaining ground No thoughts to write down hushed is the only sound Beige is the color of my brain When I can't think of a thing
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Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
Beige Brain (can be read Forwards or Backwards)
Beige is the color of my brain When I can't think of a thing With wheel spining round And not gaining ground No thoughts to write down hushed is the only sound Beige is the color of my brain When I can't think of a thing
Pauline_Morris
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Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
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