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a poem by Maaluvica

Ubiquitous, joyous and soothing are hues,
Green, red and then there are the blues,

In our lives when they are sprinkled,
Our eyes behold them in all their splendour
And all the mind can do is wonder
Why are there so many of their order
When all they are is nothing but color

All the different hues unite in our being
To lend to us a whole new meaning

It is for each of us to know
What the hues inside us show

So, ponder on the hues within
And be dazzled not by those without

For the union of all the hues gives us but one color
And that is Black, dear reader!