Yellow

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Outside, in the summer air
I breathe in and smile, fill my lungs with daisies
Fill my veins with sunshine

The sky is a gradient
The air is on fire
And I feel alive

I feel okay
Everything is alright
When I'm bathed in yellow

[Author's note, I made the picture college above, I will probably start making more of that kind of think to go above poems. Thoughts?]

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