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I grew thinking blue was the best color.
And of course, I still do.
The sky on a sunny day, and even the beautiful oceans and seas.
I wanted everything that color. My clothes and even a shoe.
I see many things are designed in my color.
Facebook being one of them.
Every time I wrote a status, I’d smile.
I feel like it would be crazy to meet my soul mate there.
Ask him “What’s your phone number?” Then smile and dial.
How crazy is it that I live in New York?
Even the NYC Giants sport the perfect color blue.
It used to mean you're sad but I sure don't believe that is true.
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