June
June is light green
The color of a blooming tree
June fels like the end of a long year
That you just couldn't wait for
It sounds like joyful chirping birds
June tastes like freshly-made lemonade
June is the biggining of he relaxing feeling of freedom.
Mornings
Mornings are grey
The color of a dark mist
Mornings feel like the boring start of a long day
It slowly encourages you on until the afternoon
It sounds like the quiet, flapping of birds
Mornings taste like plain, dull water
Mornings are ever so slow at first, but finish in a flash
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