You can get purple from blue and from red,
You can get happiness from a mixture of memories that make you sad.
You can get what you deserve from being who you are,
That can mean so many things, but I can't tell you from afar.
You can get green from blue and from yellow,
You can get so much sorrow from one true dear fellow,
You can get your mind blown from the simplest of things
And then watch a pure smile while on your face carefully springs.
Carefully carefree, that's everyone's paragon,
But by hiding in plain sight, you can't find your sine qua non,
Non-promising, yet a promise was done,
To yourself? To all others? Cheers to losers who won!
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