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Fortaleza
Is Green the Color of Everything?
I remember our first conversations,
I truly thought you could read my mind.
But thinking back, I realize now,
it was just the magic your lips left behind.
You guessed my favorite color at once,
You said “green,” and the magic began.
Though I believed my color was blue,
when you smiled, I finally knew—
at that moment, everything shone,
in a world of green, my soul was reborn.
Since that day, green is not the same,
I find it in all things, I feel it remain.
And maybe I could live in that hue,
just to be near the word you once drew—
spoken from your lips, filled with truth.
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