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Once upon a time, there was a Thomas named
Thomas. He was a King Thomas. With a golden crown. He lived in a sky castle. With seven curvy windows, like ice cubes. And with a vanilla milkshake sky.
But then the sun closed down. And the sky turned pink, and then
purple. Then the sky was all
purple-black. And Thomas’ crown turned
into a moon. It turned into a nail-smile
moon that hung up in the purple-black sky.
The End.
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