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Seven colours
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Oct. 05, 2001 ]
11:10 a.m.
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The sky is ablaze tonight; The pink of a lover's kissed lips The purple of love's bruised heart The blue of the throbbing veins beneath The pale of the skin glimmering in The silver tinted moonlit park. The lover has lost his lonely way, In spite of the multi-hued sky (Because of his love-coloured eyes).
Inspired by and dedicated to Hamlet. He was feeling all melancholic that day.
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