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All poetry is made by me, blue. They may not be the best, and my motto is haters gonna hate for a reason

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The keys sing softly

The keys voice their song As graceful as a swan. As graceful as a ballerina, As loud as the waves mighty roar Though words say alot, These keys dont tell much For it sings several songs at a time, The only way to really decide is your mood, And here I am, listening to this wonderful song, But this wonderful song, only I can hear.... Because this wonderful song, is my heart.
Bluelight

Bluelight

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A strange new pony

What a strange new pony I met today With her head in the ground, and so little to say What a strange new pony, I met today, She has hooves that are as cold as a blizzard and blue eyes that seem clear as ice. What a strange new pony, yes she was, until I got to know her, I was actually sortta shy, even though I have known her since I was born What a strange new pony, yes she was, with her blue coat and mane, With her finish line as a cutie mark. But the funny thing is, that that strange new pony,
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Bluelight

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