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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