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Little You
Little you, black and blue.
See the hue?
the new moon viewβ¦
Little you, youβre pretty blue.
Who do you, look up to?
Oh, the slow, thinning petals?
the doves swallowed few.
Soon, field of lilac settlesβ¦
the indigo, violets too.
Little you, look below the
stone boat earth consumed.
Little blue, empty, entombed.