It was one of those blue days. The sky hung low, the clouds wafted off of the perfectly smooth ocean, half masking the ghost of a sun.
It fitted Matt’s mood perfectly. Yes, calm, almost serene, yet blue.
Why do people have to die? And young people who have done no wrong? Why?
His eye cast down; he kicked a stone.
“What’s this?”
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Thanks for the reblog 🙂
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My pleasure, Trent.
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