What is Blue?
Blue is the crystal clear sky
when the birds fly high.
Aviation with aeration, A mix that cannot be denied. ——
Blue is my shirt that I wear for
work.
Twill is spun I’ll chase the sun from
east to west the clouds have run.——
Blue is the ocean when the sharks
are in motion.
The undying dream as the sunshine gleams, brightness beams across the bay noon to dawn from dusk to day,
A way with words indeed I’ll say.
Blue is the fish that
make my dish.
Rub my lamp I’ll grant your wish.——
Blue is the color that loves my mother. Intrinsic forensic detective uncovered🔎
Agree it’s me so we endeavor,
Blue is the color that loves me like no other.
-Lynx Calibre
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Lynx
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