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Both above and beneath, It used to hold blues. Everything flattered to the sight, failing to own the depth but presented with the gloom. For she demanded nothing but the true. Never it ever meant to fill her with unreliable fuel. With passing of longer spans of living. The sight caught the sparkle of silver lining. And with this, she made her way to the art, she was in making. Maybe, this oblivion saw the delusional blooms inside the other. That it broke her with their death. She was made of blues.