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The Paint I Ain’t.

..   I wish that I was hued in blue, swirled in sapphire and song. Perhaps I’d brush myself in turquoise, too, cobalt all this skin I’m in …………….(-digo) until it’s cyan, self …-azured. I am not peacock -proud. I … Continue reading

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