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Snow now leaves from our sight
To return again another year The air warms from the sun Birds return from southern dwelling Trees will soon blossom Pretty colors to dazzle the light Impatiently I wait until then Not noticing the rain falling Soon in the sky will be a kite Marking a playful time for kids Everything will be a pleasant sight Strings fighting to come undone The blossoms are late, here falls night I only hope we haven’t harmed that sun
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