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I adore the colour blue
Not the pale blue of assumed gender
Or the gloomy blue of english
Teachers; seen in poems everywhere.
It's a royal blue
But without the fakeness of an emperor’s purple.
You could drown in this colour.
Or you could wear it really well.
It's rarely seen.
Though it can be found if you look hard enough;
Seen in the gleam of sapphires.
The light on computer monitors
That one poster on the wall.
Sometimes I cannot picture the colours
Simply the feeling it gives me
The feeling of a home I've forgotten.
To me this colour is a happy one.
(so no, these blue curtains don’t mean I have depression)
After the too bright sun has passed for a final time.
I will pass by,
But I will be happy
Because my heaven will be blue.
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