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Color Blind
Gazing at
the distant stars
Wondering
which one is Mars
Knowing he
will never make out
Even if he does
there'll always be doubt
For the Mars is
famous for it's fiery redness
And the watcher
suffers from color blindness
the distant stars
Wondering
which one is Mars
Knowing he
will never make out
Even if he does
there'll always be doubt
For the Mars is
famous for it's fiery redness
And the watcher
suffers from color blindness
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Color Blind
Color Blind