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Collecting Skies

delinquentdreams

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Parts 7
Time 56m

delinquentdreams

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"You know, everybody sees the world in a completely different way. Some people look at blue skies where everything is fine and undisturbed, others look at grey ones, where clouds threaten their very existence and dampen their day." he said. 

"And how are your skies?" I asked. 

"Well," he chuckled, pushing a lose strand of hair behind my ear, "I collect skies."All Rights Reserved

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