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A Spring monotetra for the "Stretch YOur Style" poetry challenge
While winter's wicked grasp does wane To soothing summer once again the rivulets of rushing rain wash clean the plain, wash clean the plain Now freed from cold and bleak terrain sweet blossoms soon their heads will crane to feel the sunshine's sweet refrain oh joy acclaim, oh joy acclaim!
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