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it got later in the day and it the sky was already starting to turn dark

we decided to take the bus home and when we got to our stop he said it wasn't that far from his house but i insisted on walking him home

i noticed that when we were walking home he was looking up at the sky

"why are you always looking up?"

"it's pretty. you should look at the sky too."

i looked up and he was right.

the sky was filled with blu les and purples with a bit of orange peaking from the horizon

it was pretty

just like him.

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