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Mar 2016
It's called "Midnight Blue"
But it's 6am.
Dawn is coming, but it's marked by
Deep, almost disturbing, blue
Filling the sky around us.
The Stars lay hidden in it,
The moon falls asleep underneath it,
The day will break soon,
But for now, it's midnight blue.
Mornings are my favorite
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