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Midnight Blue

Proud sellers of the black and white You walk through dimly corridors You peep through curtains in the night I’m not a customer of yours I see full gamut of the hues Wide spectrum of the colours I paint the world with one I use Until I need another The truth is what the beauty states I know you see it too Turn off the light, and colours fade Except the midnight blue.

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