To You It's BlueA Poem by GrisloboA fun little poem about.. You guess!
My vision has no prejudice,
For shades mingle and combine. I look upon a sea of grass, Green and brown are impossible to define. You say he's black or white, My eyes say they are the same. I know an orange is just that, But only for its name. © 2013 GrisloboAuthor's Note
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