Your trajectory displays habitual signs -
So dear I've come to know your spectral lines.
I've learnt you move towards me when you're blue -
with voice so sweet it barely seems like you.
But then you quicken red and angry are
and shoot past me, so deeply-voiced, my star.
50 word poem Doppler Effect
Very uplifting and clever.....
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