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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2292660
A 40-word-poem
Clouds swim
through the air
on Sunday morning.
Sun shines
from firmament,
the butterfly
smiles back.
We greet
also our
neighbors, when
we sweep up
the leaves.
Spring is coming,
oh my friends,
it's coming, that
is the greatest joy.
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