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Beautiful Color


And when I dream of you. The pages turn. Highlighting a million and one things. All captivated by the sound we touched with our eyes. Each played in beautiful melody. I'd chase behind you. Playing a symphony each time you'd smile. Between the pause we were soft. Supple. Forgetting which one of us was sleeping. Revealing all of our secrets. You taught me how to sing. Forgetting to move my mouth. Each emotion thrown from my stomach. When I dream of you, I see all the colors. So vividly played in beautiful color
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