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Sometimes I think too hard. I miss my life, the one I left in Colorado, the one I was so happy with. I think, every morning, every night, the color of my life was gone since I left to Texas. Maybe it's because it's called COLORado for a reason, or maybe because Lelah was my red and green, Daria was my purple and orange, and Eva, my pink and blue. While I was becoming my yellow.
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