The perfect blue is seen at dawn, before the rise of the morning sun.
When the shining stars are lit, and the glowing moon is gone.

Turning towards the path of east, waiting for the coming sun.
All alone in my charming bed, watching peacefully and calm.

There's a mystery to its beauty, but no one can decipher this.
Behind the clouds upon the sky, lies the blue above tall trees.

With my heart beating and filled with awe, I connect to its perfectness.
And with the breeze blowing all around, the perfect blue is the perfect bliss.
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