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POWDER BLUE.

I like laughing more than I like fainting.
I like comfort more than I like warriors.
I like whistling more than I like working.
I like magnets more than I like nostalgia.
I like sunshine more than I like barns.
I like wild dogs more than I like politicians.
I like Sunday more than I like church organs.
I like branches more than I like the kitchen table.
I like resounding success more than I like a good story.
I like cleanliness more than I like godliness.
I like comedy more than I like anything.

Three raccoons crossed the road, running. Those masked magicians.
And yet another fox, looking me dead in the eye. Fox all day, all night.

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