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give me a color to tell me how i’m feeling. i’m feeling blue, you? it’s the blue of a moon on a white july night with the ink of the sky trailing out in zip lines. give me a color and hey, why do the streets look best at four in the morning? i’d like to climb all the trees and sing the snow wires if only i could sing, and if only i could almost see because these shades look like splotches to me.
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Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC
feeling blind
give me a color to tell me how i’m feeling. i’m feeling blue, you? it’s the blue of a moon on a white july night with the ink of the sky trailing out in zip lines. give me a color and hey, why do the streets look best at four in the morning? i’d like to climb all the trees and sing the snow wires if only i could sing, and if only i could almost see because these shades look like splotches to me.
sometimes we don't know what we're feeling, and that's okay
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Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC
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