Walking up Broadway in the sun, the sky taken from peacock's eyes and spread clear across the universe. You could easily roll on the ground, leap up and feel exact. Exactly with the warmth, the sudden sidewalk full of smiles, the perfect touch.
The difficulty being in maintaining a cohesive shape and not melting down one side of oneself, or the person standing next to you.
Spring is inappropriate...
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Spring here, too! Sun and 70+ degrees!
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