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Apr 24
It doesn’t annoy me
When you say the grass is red
Instead of green
See things how ever you please
But why you gotta tell me?
I didn’t ask you
Or anybody
What kinda colors you see
Written by
Krista Delle Femine  50/F/Massachusetts
(50/F/Massachusetts)   
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