Blue by Kailani Zhang (15, Illinois)

why do all my friends like blue? the shade
we all use to symbolize sadness. is it the 
mysteriousness that lures them 
like how sirens attract sailors with their eerie voices? 
is it the yearning for validation
for such emotion may only be permitted
through the most asphyxiating adversities?

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to reach the sky, is to grind through 
gallons of blood, sweat, and tears, to
only realize that the temporary blueness of the sky
was only a facade, separating worlds, 
yet there is no end. 
they’re chasing after blue, and 
chasing after a goal that only exists
in a dream; the neverending sprint 
is driven by the immersion 

in blue. 

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