the heat is overwhelming, but it is just enough to take me anywhere.
the day break flows in and fills up the empty dark spaces like watercolor running together over a creamy canvas. the suns cracks like a line over a cool, smooth egg shell. the air is fresh like mint on a chilled wind. it pours over my skin, refreshing my visage. my arms.
and the sun breaks forth in a yolky mass, spreading thickly and casts a humid atmosphere over us all. it is heavy, and so, so yellow.
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