"What's you're favorite color?" She asked.
"Periwinkle." He replied.
"Why?"
"Because it's the color of the sky," he said. "and it's the color of your eyes."
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Metanoia
Random(n) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life A collection of thoughts I've had, Stories I've written, Questions I've asked, And realizations I've made. Watch as I grow up and my thoughts change and my writing develops from 8th...
