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Rose Colored Glasses

ROSE COLORED GLASSES Everything crimson Through my eyes everything red Demons dancing in my head Mars is blue Saturn red Cut the body of an oyster it bleeds blue blood Such an make believers' disaster This is from mine imagination It's what I see in my rose colored glasses 05/15/18 written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©

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Date: 5/15/2018 10:03:00 AM
Although things appear the same, everyone sees them in a different way. What you see as crimson may be what someone else sees a red. Imagination is a wonderful thing, my friend. Have a blessed day James, All the best...Charlie
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