The Color White

I am pure, I am clean, I can be put together with anything. I am the only way to go, im the path to the sun behind the door. I am away from the night, i am that bright light. I am the color of the pearl on an Alpha girl , I am one of the colors you see if you look at a model of the word. No matter what they say I look great after labor day. I represent the innocent and i stand for whats right! oh so many people wonder why they call me the color WHITE!


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

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