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Thursday, 27 March 2014

My colour poem

Blue is sadness.
Blue is the sight of Niagara Falls pouring down.
Blue is the sight of the wide sky filled with clouds.
Blue is the feeling of biting into a cold chilly ice block.
Blue is the sight of the tide rushing back and forth slowly.
Blue is the sound of waves crashing on the beach.

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