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Whispers came back

Day after day after day I hear you whisper and say You say you love me true But are sorry to be blue Blue is the colour of her sad Blue is the place you feel mad Blue is blue is blue And truly I love you too Those whispers are so meek Reassurance you so seek The glum is back again Will go we know not when You whisper in my ear Your tender breath so near I hold you ever more tight To take away your fright

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Date: 12/19/2021 10:33:00 AM
blue skies are not so blue . . . .
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Angela Tune
Date: 12/19/2021 10:46:00 AM
indeed their not, blue is just a term this particular person tends to use at these times x