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With bountiful botanical seedlings surrounded by vital emeralds of evergreen. Hark! Twas the season's change! In the midst of the morning might I notice the humble sage. Within the rains. Daybreak seemed more dreamy than the last. A soft coo echoed in the crisp pooling illusion. How I reveled in the brisk elation. How I longed to be in the mist. Hands were tingling from the heat of a cup. The door was ajar. The plans were on the table. Dreary, the months past December... ...now so easily forgotten.
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 10:02 AM UTC
Spring Sage
With bountiful botanical seedlings surrounded by vital emeralds of evergreen. Hark! Twas the season's change! In the midst of the morning might I notice the humble sage. Within the rains. Daybreak seemed more dreamy than the last. A soft coo echoed in the crisp pooling illusion. How I reveled in the brisk elation. How I longed to be in the mist. Hands were tingling from the heat of a cup. The door was ajar. The plans were on the table. Dreary, the months past December... ...now so easily forgotten.
keith-labonteb
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 10:02 AM UTC
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