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![]() Hush... do you hear it? Take a moment to listen... Earth is whispering. Her babies near term; awake and gaining first grasp with unseen tendrils. The bravest siblings risking icy, furtive peeks at snowfairies' artwork. Soon it will be they who dance in sun-kissed breezes ~ Spring's blossoms reborn. Swollen with promise, burgeoning, soon to labor... Mother Nature's womb. Hush... do you hear it? Take a moment to listen... Spring's voice is singing.
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