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Swatches
Here is my talk
Bland and blue
Cause I know not
Your colors and hues
I don't know how to paint
The colors you'll see
If your red is the same as my green
Do you like to kiss flowers
Do you dance in the rain
Would you remember if the wind spoke your name
Would you hear what I mean when I say I love you
Or would you retreat into your colors and hues
It is my job it is up to me
To translate my reds into your greens
To let you hear the names in the reefs
Until you are ready to hear and to see
I'd love to mix paint
To laugh and to dance
For you to take your head from your hands
But I see how it is
I'll cry and wait
To paint color swatches on a dull monday
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Cool Kid
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