I like the light yellow

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I like the light yellow.
I can see everything around me just enough.
Not too little not too much.

It hides the finer details
of my room and my life
where  I can't find them
hidden behind the yellow light

It adds a certain dimension to my life
makes me feel mysterious
intrigues people and makes them curious

I like the lite yellow.
where I can't see the world harsh
it's all kind and mellow

<Work in progress>




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