Looking up as snowflakes fall
Air-dancing with my hands
Running into the sea
Creating patterns where none exist
Sucking a sherbet lolly
Rolling down a grassy bank
Stepping stones across a stream
Swishing toes through soft sand
Sleeping on a rooftop at night
Crunching ice
Standing under a waterfall
Falling backwards onto a haystack
Fingers touching through glass
Silence when no words are needed
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