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Violet is the color of most of our lovely dresses
Indigo is the color we add to washings for whiteness
Blue is the hue of our skies we mostly love
Green is the chlorophyll of our spring tree leaves
Yellow is like liver condition and loo rendition
Orange are those pulpy ones men love most
Red is the fieriness of life by which we exist


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Pulpy ones? I think of orange colors in the skies, perhaps in a temporary nature of things…. However never thought of the pulpy ones related to orange. Unless you mean citrus….

These sort of pieces are such challenges.

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imagine metaphorically
where these can be pulpy /pumpy
u'll lol

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"Red is the fieriness of life by which we exist",,,,,,, good line there !!

Thank Q

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