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Yellow

I set the blue balls on the green table and make yellow Nothing is like yellow nor these gestures or maple leaves falling in October’s forest nor curried rice the lack of courage or ancient paper rolled & brittle Yellow is yellow Fallen leaves died somewhere in September curry is hot as white rice is small as courage is hard to find by itself old paper is old by the same gesture Yellow is not mustard (jaundice sunlight or book covers) Yellow surrounds & associate in disguise with other colors and is never gold lime lemon banana #2 pencil blue balls green table or gestures Yellow is yellow that’s enough

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