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The Purple Hue


He Was Red, And She Was Blue.

Together They Created A Purple Hue.

 

Alone They Felt Dead,

Together They're Alive!

 

The Purple Hue Began To Thrive!

 

As Time Went By The Hue Grew Strong,

In Search Of A Place

Where They Both Belong.

 

He Loves The Desert, She Loves The Sea.

Does This Place Exist?  Is It Meant Ro Be?

 

If In The End, Neither Place Will Do,

What Will Become Of The Purple Hue?

 

The Hue Is Strong, It Will Survive!

Alone They Are Dead, 

TOGETHER THEY ARE ALIVE!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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