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Here i am laying on the forest floor, staring at the blue sky, just gazing. Orange, violet, gray and black colours are starting to paint the once full blue sky. i smiled, more like chuckled. Blood staining the scattered leaves. i am really going to die, i thought. have you ever questioned why life go through rough times? why it happened or still happening? or their purpose? A primogenitor on the run... An accidentally encountered love... will he accept her? will she accept him? will they accept their differences? or they will perish?
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