Harmony
Most days I’m a bashful pink.
Blushing and shy.
Constantly hidden.
Then I become a ruthless sea green.
Passionate and unpredictable.
Wrathful and unforgiving.
But at the end of the day,
I harmonize both.
I am loyal, honest, and true.
Most days I’m a bashful pink.
Blushing and shy.
Constantly hidden.
Then I become a ruthless sea green.
Passionate and unpredictable.
Wrathful and unforgiving.
But at the end of the day,
I harmonize both.
I am loyal, honest, and true.
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