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My hazel brown met the ocean blue,
I wish the colours to cover the ineptitude.
A lovely curve lit his face,
Fingers wrapped around the book cover.
On my seat, at the farthest corner,
Near the window of the coffee shop.
My steps paced slow, turning away,
When I was called back
By two orbs melting blue.
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~ Eliza
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Blue Shaded Wings
Poetry#1 - Solitary | 07.04.2020 Blue is the colour of my wings, broken at edges and tied with strings. Azul and Hazel, separated by fate. But the universe holds them. They can't be together. But they create magnificent story with their shades of blue! **...
