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Kies realized that some things are meant to be admired, not owned. And honestly? Watching it look so beautiful in the sky was better than any prize in his jar. The End.

Immediately, the cloud turned white and fluffy again, bringing a lovely light drizzle that watered his mother's garden. Kies realized that some things are meant to

Kies landed on a soft patch of grass. He didn't cry. He looked at his bamboo stick, then at his scarf, and then at the sky. "I need to make the catcher fuzzier ," Kies decided. The End

So, one Tuesday, Kies made a . He took a long bamboo stick, tied his mother's lightest cotton scarf to the top, and went to the highest hill in the town. He climbed the tallest tree, wiggled his ears, and waited. He didn't cry

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