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Running Colors the Blues

As the day moves on, 
Life passes through!
Amidst the clamour of monotony,
Running colors the blues!
What for? Someone asks!
Everything, everyone begets a reason!
Running paints a cathartic hue,
Makes me fly, breathes me to rhythm!
Amidst the clamour of monotony,
Fills me with pure joy, a whiff of life's elements,
And I meander on, one leg in front of an another at a time.

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