Sky

“Where do you think we’ll end up in the future?” she asked.
The grass tickled their faces, and their eyes squinted from summer rays. He was in a peaceful daze before she suddenly sat up and obstructed his view of the unblemished, azure sky.
Leaning in she smirked “Bet I’ll be a thousand times richer than you”. “Yeah, yeah” he thought, unfazed.

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Sky

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