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Her favorite color was yellow, funny how it was the same exact of my least preference

She loved the silence, and I wonder if she still do?

My favorite color has always been blue, she hated how I'd always say it was the warmest among all

I loved her, and if she ever wonder if it was true, I hope she realize how I painted my world green for both of our ends just to fit in.

// Blue & Yellow // Green

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