The most beautiful thing we can experience

[Emwe Soul]

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ind//for i bakvendt-land indentind//der kan alt gå an sorry for the wait Word Count: 382 //Emwe Soul tar det siste verset av en sang han ikke kan His face was a weird mask as she gave her own explanation on the difference between boys and girls. Was his own explanation not good enough? None of the things made sense anyhow, so he shook it off with a smile thrown in her direction, and stared blankly ahead of him; his attention was ever-failing. Besides the red face she had had - for unknown reasons - Emwe noticed how the Coli was acting stranger than others. Alexey didn't do things like she did, nor did mommy. And the white one, Cercelee - she hadn't done much other than poke him around and upset mommy. Of course, Cercelee had been in the right in reprimanding his mother, but the boy was oblivious to this fact; all he cared about was the fact that his mommy had been hurt. As they walked, the femme whose appearance was so close to his father's, the femme spoke words he did not completely understand, although somehow he recognized it as something he should feel inquired about. He had heard grown-ups talk, he liked listening to their fancy words, and sometimes they said "you know" when the person they were talking to didn't know, and they knew it. It seemed to the boy as some sort of a riddle, and this conclusion was given the female as the boy bounced a little with excitement (which quickly died when he realized he was hungry). Riddle! A grand smile was on his face as if knowing this word made him the smartest boy on the planet, and then the Coli received a little poke on her leg, just for fun. Emwe loved riddles! Suddenly eager, because no one had wanted to know anything about uncle Ly, and Conor wasn't here, Emwe smiled and bounced a little again. Uncle Ly was so smart so smart, he was the smartest man on the planet, besides daddy - Emwe was certain. Oh! Uncle Ly is very nice, but living under his floor isn't! Of course, this message sounded a lot worse than it in reality had been,seeing as Emwe had had a snug and very comfortable sleeping place made for him there. The trouble was his fear of small spaces - sometimes it hadn't been so much fun to sleep there. //der er de like tøysete og rare alle mann //

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