i’ve always been a being mesmerized by the clouds.
swooning at blue, and adoring every other color too.
but the sky is never green where i’m from.
a color sacred to thumbs that specialize in growth,
but it’s the sky that gives me hope,
teaching me to fly, float, and learn as i go.
yet the fields remind me of you,
so i pray that you grow at least two 
miles tall so i never have to fall
to tell you that you are my favorite color too.
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