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the adventures of little boy blue: the becoming hue

blue. my eyes were closed, yet the morning light came through.

the hue was becoming of my disposition and the advent of this beautiful first day of April showers.

breathing the petrichor serenely, i was empowered to seize the day.

oh, what an amazing life, the puckish way we live.

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