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Yellow Under the bright sun,
In a field where the yarrow grow,
Is a very peaceful place,
The sun beaming down upon the flowers,
You just want to spend your days forever here,
The whites, the yellows, everywhere-
Is entranced with happy, peaceful colors.
Because it is peaceful here.
Under the golden sun,
Where the white and yellow yarrow grow.
The wind gently blows,
Peacefulness is in the air.
What is it about yellow that brings such happiness?
The bright primary that beams down on all the other colors,
Is true to it’s hue,
Figuratively and reality- yellow is the sun.
From Group: Mental Wellness Club | 
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