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I saw colors while I lived It's all my generation had to give It never made me grow or think Information brought us to the brink Conflicting notions overwhelmed us We found color less calamitous Bright pink and neon green No real meaning to gleam A person's shaped by the age he's born in And I saw colors while I lived.
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Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 9:07 PM UTC
Colors While I Lived
I saw colors while I lived It's all my generation had to give It never made me grow or think Information brought us to the brink Conflicting notions overwhelmed us We found color less calamitous Bright pink and neon green No real meaning to gleam A person's shaped by the age he's born in And I saw colors while I lived.
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Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 9:07 PM UTC
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