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Blue

Footprints in the sand

Lifelines on my hand

Everything is planned

-Could  it be just chance-

Bodies in the earth

The destiny of birth

Tell me what it's worth

-Chaos has this dance-

Can you tell me why

The blue is in the sky

Or is it just my eye

-Light cannot enhance-

Could it be just that

The race is in the rat

God just tips his hat

-Leaves fall from the branch-

Or is it somehow true

The color and the hue

Both emerge from you

-And the circumstance-

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