Today.
Today I sit next to Pablo
and grab a blue brush. And a blue watercolor. And a blue Guitar.
and a blue canvas. and a blue face. and a blue tone. and a blue bowl of nothing. and a blue illusion. and a blue road. and a blue cover. and a blue smile. and a blue lie. and a blue friend. and a blue hug. and a blue expectation. and a blue, fast-beating, anxious heart. and a blue face where I pretend I am great and everything is fine.
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