Blue

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Slipping on a splat of paint
Blue was always my favorite colour
It's the colour of the sea, my favorite place to be
Almost like a second home
I hear the sea call to me
I can hear it calling me down
Drowning in my thoughts the abyss calls me
I scream
But I can't seem to find
I scream, while the waves wave bye
I close my eyes
And picture the sea
I'm slipping back into my dreams

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