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Aug 2017
girl asked boy
what is your favorite sky?

boy replied
i only know one sky. how could i know another?

girl replied
does not the sky change face from morning to night?
do you mistake bloated stars for clouds?
does sunset's passion taste so similar to the hope of the morning's blue?


boy shrugged
if the colours of the sky change with or without my recognition, why should i waste my time?

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avalon
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avalon  20/F
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