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There is nothing more than the lights of this town left in this night The most beautiful thing about it is that none of the lights are blue Nothing flashes blue Witless neon stands subdued Hidden like a silent ***** Just when you think you're in the eye The storm comes out of the blue.
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Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC
Blue Yonder
There is nothing more than the lights of this town left in this night The most beautiful thing about it is that none of the lights are blue Nothing flashes blue Witless neon stands subdued Hidden like a silent ***** Just when you think you're in the eye The storm comes out of the blue.
#blue#late#am
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Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC
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