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Blue is not just a colour.
It is something which hides everything.
Black is an absence of colour,
and so is blue a calmer side of colour.
Just like the winds calm our mind, but, sometimes winds are the only reason for the storm.
Moreover, Blue is not just a colour.
It is a feeling, an emotion,
but so not in a good manner.
It's emotion only screams depression
and
Sings melancholy songs.
Still complains none.
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