One day walking back from the school I stumbled upon a chunk of sky. Okay, actually I didn’t stumble at all, it wasn’t even on my path…but I liked the alliteration of “sky” and “stumble.” And, fine, it wasn’t sky either but a chunk of cement with one crumbly side painted robin’s egg blue. But wouldn’t it have been better to stumble on sky?
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