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Sunday (Reprise) [[George]]
Dot, why did you write these words?

They are your words George. The ones you muttered so often when you worked.

Dot, I cannot read this word


So much love in his words... forever with his colors...
how George looks... he can look forever... what does he see? ...his
eyes so dark and shiny... so careful... so exact...

By the blue
Purple yellow red water
On the green
Purple yellow red grass,
As we pass
Through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of tree

By the blue
Purple yellow red water
On the green
Orange violet mass
Of the grass

In our perfect park

Made of flecks of light
And dark

And Parasols...

People strolling through the trees
Of a small suburban park
On an island in the river
On an ordinary Sunday...

White. A blank page of canvas. His favorite. So many possibilities...

[Thanks to godo1989@gmail.com for lyrics]
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