They said skies are blue, grasses are green, and love is pink. I was once perplexed about what is blue, green, and pink. I asked my mother when I was three.
“Mummy! Mummy!” I ran to the embraceable figure with my colouring book. “What are colours?” I looked up as I swung myself slightly.
“We usually use colours to describe.” She patted my head. “
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