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The hot, humid sun, the new freshness of the world. Winter is done, flowers, becoming unfurled.
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Spring
The hot, humid sun, the new freshness of the world. Winter is done, flowers, becoming unfurled.
zane-stotts
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
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