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Apr 2019
Green is not my favourite colour
but I know not why
others love the green of trees
I seem to love the sky

The colour I prefer
is the one way up high
the blue that can be seen
when we look up at the sky

But if I fly up there
to find something that's blue
I'll never find a blue sky
it simply isn't true
Sean Hunt
Written by
Sean Hunt  Windermere, Cumbria
(Windermere, Cumbria)   
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