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May 2013
Part I
Crocuses sleep under the snow
And harps sing and weep happily of Winter
Tears ***** my cheeks because of the beauty
Of Winter's Prelude
Dogwoods haven't even begun to bud yet

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~Marian~
Marian
Written by
Marian  Faerieland and in my head
(Faerieland and in my head)   
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