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Beware of Colours

Beware of Colours It was about these flowers, you see, blue a favourite colour for many they don`t realise this colour can bring on melancholy The flowers have long stems were in a vase day- fresh with dewdrops sprinkled on their leaf, how beautiful isn’t a goat would not hesitate. Tomorrow the flowers will still be blue after seven people committed suicide and a blind the man could feel their suffering paleness. Tired of funerals she paints sprayed the bloom deep red and a war broke out in Sudan. On the third day the flowers, now ashen grey in the vase were dumped in a heap at the bottom of the garden, hunger erupted in Africa and Yemen skeletal children make a good copy in black& white.

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