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Bird and Sky

On the way home

I met a girl called Bird. A small minority of her was shy but a larger majority was majestic and elegant. She walked so softly on her tiptoes that she looked as if she was about to take off into the sunset of dusk.

I met a boy called Sky. He had pale soft skin and was wearing baby blue clothes. He was very cheerful and he was almost twice the size of me!

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