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tiny blue houses line the beige, red, and green grass that lines the runway the city from above is a rainbow mosaic of bustling focus, in markets, on scooters, in neatly trimmed parks now it fades to white, a blending for from ground to sky meeting, joining, the whispy clouds that lay, for now above Hồ Chí Minh city
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
Leaving Hồ Chí Minh City
tiny blue houses line the beige, red, and green grass that lines the runway the city from above is a rainbow mosaic of bustling focus, in markets, on scooters, in neatly trimmed parks now it fades to white, a blending for from ground to sky meeting, joining, the whispy clouds that lay, for now above Hồ Chí Minh city
sam-shoyer
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
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