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Apr 2016
As lion March in Boston starts and as a lamb it ends.
This means that Winter and warm Spring through fight are changing hands.
Though winds subside by April first, but sometimes as a joke
A snowstorm down from sky falls quickly as a hawk.

Onto Beantown as a prey it sets its snowed grip
By dressing streets in winter cloth once more in fierce zip.
And tree's awaken swollen buds are tortured by the cold,
As anguished be one's dreams of Love, being kept in heart on hold.
Written by
PrinceAlexander
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   Ariel Baptista
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