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The color orange puts me in pain The memory, I seek to overwrite The instances of which I would complain -- "The color orange puts me in pain!" I recall the carrots, left out in the rain And the red hair soaked with sweat by night Yes, the color orange puts me in pain The memory, I seek to overwrite
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
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The color orange puts me in pain The memory, I seek to overwrite The instances of which I would complain -- "The color orange puts me in pain!" I recall the carrots, left out in the rain And the red hair soaked with sweat by night Yes, the color orange puts me in pain The memory, I seek to overwrite
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
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