I sat on one of the few chairs  on the balcony, with my eyes on the building before me. I slowly puffed out smoke from my mouth. Yep,  I hadn’t stopped smoking

 There she was, walking around her room carrying a basket. It was Apple, Apple Sun. It seemed like more than a year had passed since we had stood in this balcony together. How much amazed she was that day to see the view to her bedroom. “So you always see me?” he had asked.

Before I knew it my mind was digging into the memory where she was dancing. How perfect her steps and turns had been. She had looked like a princess in a fairy tale. A true perfection. I still wondered why she never entered dome dance competition since she was really good in dancing, guess I too could draw but had never entered any drawing competitions let alone a competition  of any sort.

Maybe her dancing was the same as my drawing talent. I found my mind digg

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