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Thursday, July 22, 2010

Past

I sat and stared at the open space. The birds were chirpping, the air is crisp.
There was abit of a chill, but i can handle it..

I could hear the squirrels in a distance. The sky was turning slightly amber lipstick in color.
I took my time to breathe in & out...in & out...

I imagined catching sight of dolphin's fins as they swam in the soft ocean. The white-cotton candies in the sky were forming shapes.

Then...my vision was clouded by a smoke. A smoke from a chug boat nearby...

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