No Expectations.

Blue hues fill my eyes grading in tints and shades big-fluff-puffs-huff their way through. They’re all getting going yearning somewhere. Their faces all turned gleaning, shiny, and new. These wondrous empties are all on a journey to finding themselves only to find that in the end they are all but one-vast.

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