Songs of blue, singing in the afternoon, cuddling up
with notes in an atmosphere of lightened decorations,
swirling in a mind of melody.
Toasting life's endeavors with heightened senses of
beauty, walking along pathways filled with fragrant
smelling blue roses, singing harmonies of joy.
Clouds floating on silken blue skies, gliding openly
through songs of blue, decorating life with smiles
of nature, hanging notes on everything, filling it
all with wonder and awe.
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