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  1. I am that boy!, I am that ivory boy kiss at bulls-eye center on the back of that amaranth hued beetle. I am sealed in that goldenrod banana bubble. I am in that vice: pressing from left–a truculent brown hammer head spewing a thin burgundy red; from right a tentacled moss colored cuttlefish monster topped with ice chunk of sky. Oh, there is that alluring mellow yellow sky level left; there is foreground reddish brown tan and a cloudy strip high blue; there is the familiarity right of vertical chunk of dirty ivory morphing into a vertical chunk of rancid butter. I am that boy.

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