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Oct 2012
Blue is a word.
Blue is a dark morning,
Hung beneath a delightful word,
Spoken softly before you wake.

He's asleep and the room is burning around us.
Keela Wale
Written by
Keela Wale  California
(California)   
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   Aditya Bhaskara
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