Twisted and Randomed

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In there, she kept silent and serene, staying blue.

Mimicking the shade of a vaster space above.

In no way do humans deserve this shade.

In no way do they have the right to trample this elegant hue.

Her deepness seemed eternal, and forever undiscovered.

For in there, treasures and wonders hinder.

From the cruel and ugly creatures,

She wishes to be never detered.

In dawn, she seems to be brightly smiling,

From the sparkles of the nearest star.

In dusk, a fine, fiery and sophisticated indigo, she flaunts.

Her way of speaking comes in majestic consistent waves.

But why do humans cannot decipher nir appreciate?

Her mystique and captivating sky-blue, so refined?

Ah, but don't be fooled!

Her vengeance is that of a disaster and ruthless blue.

>>>>>>>>😊