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you bear in your laughter
the flower of sunrise

you are a new-found spring
in the season of drought

gushing forth promises
of a thousand songs

you are a dove in flight
bearing fresh palm-fronds

you arrive with dreams
of anew beginning.
I am just deeply fascinated with words:their fluidity,their magical and recreative possibilities.

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