Red and Blue

Raunak Sarkar

The dark red, the soft blue,

fought so hard till neither knew.

Yet when mixed together, violet forms;

their clash dissolved in shared reforms.

The dark red, the soft blue,

showed its own dulcet view.

thus, this is their own kismet,

for the hour they have truly met.

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