There are
No conflicts
No jealousy
No contempt
No anger.
And,
There are some buildings as if to sentinel one cloud in the sky.
"How was the cloud created, mom?"
A girl in a crowd asked her mother who was giving her sight toward the cloud.
Lifting the girl in her arms, her mother answers,
"People have been sending their 'dark' feelings to the cloud to keep this calmness."
But the mother DOES worry.
She worries how long it would continue and how big the cloud would become.
She sees the girl and the sky again.
And she gives a deep sigh toward the cloud.
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