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you were the blue crayon i use, to paint the skies, the oceans, and everything in horizon,

you were my favorite blue dress among all the grandeur pieces i own

you were the blue lights that causes the sea of stars at night

and i don't want any shade of blue other than you

༊*·˚myeowning

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