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"Grey is in between, stuck somewhere between white and black."

Like them, he thought. Stuck somewhere in between friends and the possibility of being something more. 

""It's the smell of rain on asphalt. It's putting your tongue out and letting the rain fall on it. It's stomping in puddles and the beautiful sound of thunder rumbling in the distance.

"It's also hard," she added. "It's concrete sidewalks, and cold metal railings. Some people think it's ugly, but there's beauty in everything, even in the little in between things."

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