Deep, cold, blue.

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The water of a lake.

Hiding treasures deep below it's mirror surface,

Untouched by the hands of man.

Hiding secrets in it's depths,

Deep, cold blue.

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The eyes of a hunter.

Seeing all that moves,

Never missing a thing.

Beware their frozen heart,

Deep, cold blue.

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The blank night sky.

A canvas for infinite lights,

As clear as crystals.

But far more beautiful,

Deep, cold blue.

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