Sadness – is the prettiest shade of blue.
It sprinkles crystals of sparkle onto the mind
As if mistaking for clear water.
Then – it marries Death
In the shimmering snow after the
Leaves have finished jumping.
Sadness – know that I know you.
I tell you it's true.
Please love me back –
Oh prettiest shade of blue!
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