Rainbow

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My world in a rainbow of colors,

The name Sophie is a fuzzy purple,

The tall man's voice is a smooth black, almost wet,

My first snow storm felt green, warm and comfortable, like wax,

if you forget that it was fifteen degrees Fahrenheit,

The number thirty three is a fiery red, hard like metal,

The crackling embers of the campfire are a grainy hazelnut,

Like I said ,

My world is a rainbow!

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