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I Can Hear the Sound of Blue - Contest
I hear the sound of blue, It is the shallow hitched breathing I hear when my niece cries, It is the raindrops tink tinkling onto the window late at night, It is the soft, down sigh that escapes from my lovers lips. I hear the sound of blue. I hear the sound of blue, When I stretch early morning and hear the birds sing, I know the open expanse of blue sky will greet me. When I hear the soft call of the ocean within a shell, Or even hear the swish of the gentle waves. I hear the sound of blue. I hear the sound of blue, But I have never seen its color. Never seen the azure setting of the sky late at night, I have never watched the way blue paint stains hands, Or saw the light shining through topaz earrings. I have never seen the way blue blends across the sky in a rainbow, Nor seen the glow of blue within my own eyes. I can only imagine the sight of the Northern Lights, But I can hear, the sound of blue.
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