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My Favorite Color

When I was a child, my favorite color was blue because it reminded me of the sky and the ocean.

I wished I was a bird or a shark often so that I could experience the freedom and vastness that comes with living and loving in somewhere that holds you like it is supposed to.

Blue reminded me to be hopeful that one day I will find a place where I belong.

Where I could experience the freedom and vastness that comes with living and loving in somewhere that holds me like it’s supposed to.

As an adult, my favorite color is black.

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