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There was a girl who always smiled. Tissue as hair, snot for tears. She lived in a big empty white room with red, blue, and green at its highest intensity.  She laughs a hopeless laugh to one day laugh again.
My life begins when I open the page Of a book I had written that day It's painted with colors of different hues Green and red, purples and blues
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