kings without their crowns / the sound of regret

fallen frost cakes the uneven asphalt; diamond dust, freckles and flakes in their erratic array, the smiling cracks and craters in gray, powder and pebbles that belong to the coast, yet frozen in white; forgotten fossils - a petrified shore

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- are you guys students?
- haha, is it that obvious?
- nah, i just assumed cause you guys looked young     and smart
[she laughs]     
- where are you from?
-   i'm from malaysia. where're you from?
- ahh.  hong kong, but my dad's malaysian so i recognise the accent
-    ahh.    is it that obvious