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Experience and Color

Beautiful brown Redwood trees, blanketed in dirt Marathons in the dark deep earth Bringing us back to brown Never to forget its worth. We are a slave to brown Consumes us in our morning espresso

In our breads and chocolates Day to day we neglect shades of brown Dark brown hair and chocolate 'stache I loved you then, you and your beard. Never forget burning cigarettes Old brown books: philosophy Sad days come with brown History dug up from the past Always last Do we remember brown But from brown comes greens, reds, blues My colorful earth

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