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Colourful creation
grassy green pastures,
brown skin pastor
singing rhythm and blues
about the crimson red flow
that makes me and you
white as snow
snow, fades as it melts
but the sky is left
with a colorful belt
that reminds us that this green earth
will not drown in muddy brown waters
let's sing the rhythm and blues
about the crimson red flow
that makes me and you
white as snow
Monday 1st May 2017 10:25 pm
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