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Don steps outside. The sight of the piercing blue sky stops him in his tracks. Immediately his heartbeat doubles and he begins to sweat. Just look at that thing; all that nothing. It's just too much.
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Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 3:44 PM UTC
Blue Sky Syndrome
Don steps outside. The sight of the piercing blue sky stops him in his tracks. Immediately his heartbeat doubles and he begins to sweat. Just look at that thing; all that nothing. It's just too much.
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Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 3:44 PM UTC
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