Black as midnight, purple as twilight's sigh,
A canvas painted where shadows lie.
A paradox of hues, a cosmic sight,
Where light and dark entwine, a mystic night.
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Moharif Yulianto
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Love the mystery of black purple
Mystic goodness. ⚡💜⚡