and she learnt that she could hate Kandinsky because he had said that the yellow was a warm colour and wanted to paint all the circles with that colour because it was the right one.
now that everything around her was yellow, she didn't like that colour anymore.
she didnt like the fall anymore, with all those bright leaves on the ground*
*all that she wanted was a pair of yellow converse just for jumping over the yellow leaves and listen how they shouted: "crunch"
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