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YELLOW

Yellow like the days under the sun where I spent my summer burying my swimsuit into the sand.

Yellow like the leaves of the trees at the mountain home  that hide the deer and our fears.

Yellow like the dandelions that I plucked my love from and blew my wishes away.

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