A color.
A feeling.

Residing on both happy and sad ends of the emotional spectrum.

A home to creatures of the deep,
A home to feathers with wings.

Some jump to fall
Some jump to sink

Where the sun shines
Where the moons tides arise

An alarm of neglect
To outside eyes
Covered or hidden
Abuse in disguise

A grim tell-tale sign
Of a loss of life
The most haunting of details
Left burnt in the mind

A feeling.
A color.

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