I did not like Green.
But I needed Green.
I asked Green what love meant.
Green told me he did not know.
I got mad at Green.
Green laughed at me.
Green told me I was ignorant.
But he was ignorant for not knowing what love meant.
I did not like Green.
I never liked Green.
But that was yesterday.
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Short Story"Blue told me I was named Pink." "But I wanted to be named Blue."
