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Soft rain on the garden path
Purifies the ground with Rivulets of happily dancing waters In their wake leaving behind New and glorious beginnings of Growth Hyacinth, daffodil, tulip, too. Arriving more with each passing day Spring wears her colorful gown Soon the blooms of happy Spring Pass so swiftly toward the summer hues Roses, then, and artful grasses Unbelievable in their variety Never ceasing to amaze Growing wild in the Springtime haze.
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