Warm.
Summer.
Walking through the park, the sun's rays find their way through the branches.
The light is a soft orangey-yellow.
The grass is a soft green.
Warm.
We are going to see her this evening.
It's a new day today.
Warm.
The sun's rays have finally made their way through our skin and spirit.
So warm.
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