The sun is rising. Slowly, so slow that I can't even see it moving. Royal blue sky being pushed away, unwanted, neglected. Just like me. I see a small kid looking out of his window. He has blond hair just like mine, only his looks human, not so much like a china doll. I smile at him, and though he can't see me, and doesn't even know I exist for that matter, he seems much happier. I can make people feel things. Emotions that I feel, only much duller.All Rights Reserved
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