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All the Colors
She is vibrant, a streak of red hair
And blue jeans, seeming to leave
Color on everything she touches.
Her lips tease me, pink
And I chase after her, blue
As she runs through the forest, green
She is laughing, white
She is singing, yellow
She is dancing, purple
I am falling in love with her, red
She stops high above me, black
She is staring down at me, brown
I reach up for her, gold
My hand brushes through air, no color
And she is gone.
The world is gray.
I try to imagine her rainbow.
I am awake,
I turn over in bed,
And see her lying beside me.
I reach for her.
My hand brushes skin.
She is here.
She is all the colors.
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