were no clouds that day.
just
the blue
of sky,
and the yellow warmth of sun,
not a whiff
of grey
or white,
nothing but the grand
view
of what heaven
might be like.
so you expected bad things
to happen
before long,
you paced
nervously,
biting your nails,
expecting
them to occur
at any given time.
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