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COLOURS THAT FLY


The hope of a nation
Inflated in leather balls
The joys we feel 
That have no meaning

Pride in colours that fly
To earth comes crashing down
Anger and emotion
All the rage pouring out

Dreams ended early
Doors showing us out
Beauty and then the beast
But at least we believed
Yes, at least we believed...

© el-iyanu

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