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Sneh Chandan

Abstract Children Stories

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Sneh Chandan

Abstract Children Stories

The Blue

The Blue

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Blue mountains, blue hills.

Blue skies, blue mills.


I am blue too,

As blue as you.


In the blink of an eye,

All this blue will die;


They'll be left with the red,

No shelter, no shed.


The Sun will just burn,

The blue will never return.


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