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[squirmelia]

Blustery winds, grey skies with patches of glow; I sit amongst the ivy; A moth looking like an onion skin crawls along the pavement; A slightly deflated helium balloon, shiny and crinkled, is tethered to a fence; Everything faraway is becoming blurrier; Excited shouts and squeals of children can be heard from a nearby playground; I imagine rainbows amongst dark clouds; Seen through glasses, a seagull hops along a roof; I walk and a butterfly flutters right in front of my face for a moment or two.