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Sunlight – too little you die; too much
you die. Today I sit outside. The sky is
blue and clouds are nowhere in sight.
My skin curls as the rays lands upon my
fair complexion. There are children about,
behind the panel fencings, and birds; less
contained, happy I guess; they always
sound the same regardless. Some clouds
would have been nice, for shade; and looks
no doubt. Fluff in the sky. Missing this day.

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