I grow tired of blue
It’s the colour of calm, cool...
Your eyes are so blue
How does it work?
Love the inverse emotions. Great haiku 🥰
Lovely!
This is really good. Well done.
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Love the inverse emotions. Great haiku 🥰
Lovely!
This is really good. Well done.