In the realm where hues reside,
Colours dance, they swell and glide,
Each shade a soul, alive and bright,
In a symphony of dazzling light.

Crimson, fiery, with passion's spark,
It paints the sky, ignites the dark.
With purpose fierce, it claims its place,
A bold reminder of love's embrace.

Azure whispers, gentle and serene,
A tranquil touch in nature's scene.
It weaves through clouds with graceful ease,
A tranquil balm, a soothing breeze.

Gold, a king upon his throne,
Commanding reverence, all his own.
He spreads his warmth with regal might,
A beacon in the depths of night.
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