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Jan 2020
Blue is the sky
Holding many planes to fly
And as time goes by
Many people begin to question why

Blue is the cold
Causing the world to mold
As many people go on being bold
Many forget they too get old

Blue is the lakes
Making up for everyone's mistakes
And as they eat their cake
They stop to think of what they can learn to make

Blue is knowledge
The one and only who gives us power
Being careful not to build towers
But to use it for a better sweet instead of a better sour
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Thomas Harvey  57/M
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