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Blue
I hear it sing- And again I know,
And again I go.
I feel it stir- Once more, softly,
And then I run on.
It calls back to me, "Stay, wait, be still-"
But again I don't listen.
It's with me a moment- Then gone, like rain
Yet still I feel gravity.
The memory shifts, and again, I'm running-
Again, run into The Blue.
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