The presence of blue

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Okay so this is something I had to do for school, I had to write a poem centralizing around a center idea, whether a color or a sound or a place, and it was about my childhood memories and mine is centered around the color blue and I really liked it so I have decided to share it. Hope you enjoy!

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I remember after puking, on a hot day, scoring my first goal in the championship game, proudly sporting my blue jersey.

I remember, winning an Uno game, slapping down a blue card with a triumphant shout.

I remember after long summer days with the air humid, the sky blue and my skin sticky as I talked with the neighborhood kids.

I remember popsicles, blue raspberry, my favorite, melting and delicious after swimming for hours.

I remember the excrutiating pain when I dropped a rock on my toe, instantly turning it black and blue.

I remember falling off a swing, the navy blue sky of evening twinkling overhead as I heard my arm snap like a twig.

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