«colors of the wind»

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Have you ever heard the human cry

To the yellow corn sun *me At 4 A.M.*

Or asked the grinning person why the hell they are smiling its 5 A.M. *like why are you smiling. Stop creeping me out you creeper*

I can paint with the colors of my bed. *where I want to be right now*

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