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Feb 2014
What comes to mind when I think of Spring?
Daffodils,
April,
Rain drenched smells.
Pools of water, laughter.
A full breeze swells,
Smelly sod.
Lilacs nod,
Flash of robin's nest.
Daffodils,
April,
Spring is finally here.
Latiaaa
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Latiaaa  26/F/Chicago
(26/F/Chicago)   
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