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I don’t know you 
Like the back of my hand
But I’d like to think
I know a part of you
Not everyone does.

Like, I don’t know 
Your favourite colour
But I think it should be blue
Because that’s the colour 
Of the ocean
And in ways that represents you.
It’s the colour of the sky
On a cloudless day
Signifying the easygoing calm
That’s always on display.
Rain has no colour
But it’s water which is blue,
And is the spitting image
Of the serene that you bring.
It’s the clear sky
After the heavy storm
Has been chased away.
And though the moon is silver,
The sky is midnight blue
A perfect depiction of you
If you were something in nature,
With silver constellations 
Like freckles across its being,
Signifying the very depths 
That you are made of.
It’s the colour of blue bottles
Resting on the sand,
Something to be wary for
Otherwise it might sting,
Just like the facade 
You so desperately try to bring.
Blue is your aura of isolated acceptance
And the tranquil sound of your vibrant laugh.
It is the warm brown of your eyes
And the calm melancholy of your soul.
Blue is the way you 
Help others without thinking,
Even at the expense of yourself.
It’s the tears you never shed
Because you think its a sign of weakness
Or the emotions you’re afraid
Should never find the surface.
It’s the stretch of loneliness
When you’ve had a day. 
It’s the little boy inside you,
Crying for your help.
It’s the warm bubbled laughter
When you finally let him out.


So I don’t know your favourite colour
But I think it should be blue
Because it’s the only colour
I think truly represents you.

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