Colorblind - Poem by James Berth
if we were colorblind and not be abel to see different shapes...
then we might not see the difference between an orange and a lemon
the one rond, the other oval.
Both with an hard shell
the one sweet, the other sour
But soft on the inside.
if love was colorblind..
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