since i was small
blue was the bomb
the best colour EVER
and the same as my eyes
therefore, good
i still love my blue
but red has stolen my heart
and now blue has had to learn
to live side by side
with my beloved red
do the colours in my world clash?
maybe, to you
but never to me
ah, blue, you had my youth
and red, you have my middle age
i wonder what the future will bring
in my colourful world?
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