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Blue Dream


You were deceived by its color!

It darkened your blue dreams

You met black in this way

Sorrow flowed from your eyes


A beautiful flower it left you

Caused a wound on your chest

Yet you couldn't pluck it, for it was blue

Even if it dripped blood, staining your blue!


You hid within you all that hurt you

All of it blended into your blueness

There is no cure now

Nor an eternity with it!

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