This is the color I chose.Umber . . .
comes from . . . the sunless streets in the wee hours of the morning
hides inside . . . warm cardboard
feels like . . . touchably soft
smells like . . . clean, sweet, musty
works as an . . . elbow and toe companion
looks like . . . love
seems like . . . all browns into one
tastes like . . . I dunno, I didn't ask
acts like . . . child, friend, comedienne, nanny
sounds like . . . hunger, happiness, nap, snore, but never fart
can not . . . be replaced in my heavy heart
was my . . . umber-colored cat who lived with me at the age of stray kitten to very ancient lady. This is the color I chose. by *RainySkyz
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