remember

[lizziebelle]

I remember Spring, with its warm breezes and lovely colors. I remember flowers bursting forth all around me, bright like butterflies and dancers and tropical fish. I remember the feel of bare feet on green grass, and trailing my fingers through branches covered in tiny pale green leaves. I remember laying on the grass, watching the clouds waft by, soaking up the warmth. Ahhh, warmth.



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