Colour
The day began when the good dreams ended. There were beautiful trees and wide empty roads in them. There was the wind too. And then this irrelevant, almost silly shot was taken. We didn't have the milk delivered today as we were expecting. Have to make yet another call. The newspaper of course shall remain unopened.
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