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Jul 2019
THE SKY
When I look at the sky
I silently smile.
When I was a child
I thought its color is white.
I mock at myself
Thinking the clouds is the sky.

10:32 pm
2.6.19
wizmorrison
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wizmorrison  22/F/Elm Street
(22/F/Elm Street)   
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   Anastasia
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