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An them and us and every one Colours floating in the air
filling the cosmos with purple mauve and indigo

Ah! Indigo where was this in di go oh! Yes in In di a

Burnt Sienna mixing with turquoise slating a zany bluish
green

There there there look flies the Falcon with Doves on
its wings doing a recee

The beaks are blunted and they have learnt to use the
spoon

The guns they are turning into vermillion and lillies and
Chrysanthemums

The ground in spring is gold sold bought preserved for
our great grand ones

When you see a fly fly in the colours of red green blue
and the yellows tinge of gold

Fold Pack New Mother Nature is shifting to T nia

Around Tnia What yes TOW

You are at it What!

T rinkilonia

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