The slightly neurotic child who likes to sit high up, shake his legs, point at the clouds in the sky, and tell the people next to him that he wants to get the most beautiful clouds in a garbage bag.
I can't remember who you are.
The shyly smiling young man in the twilight seemed like he could disappear at any moment.
Philoa.
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