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Feb 2016
When you stroke her hair, it is the color of her flattering charm. When she kisses you, it is the color of the whole world awakening inside you. When she draws her attention elsewhere, it is the color of your thoughts, growing tall with envy, but only to be cut down by her uninhibited company.

When you ponder how much she means to you, it is the tranquil color of her, just her, bringing joyful peace to your mind.
Kaden Hamblin
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   mark cleavenger
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