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Getting goose bumps at the brush of new leaves gushing together on a warm wind. The soft crunch of grass underfoot Like the pad of foot on snow. A mustard brown duck waddles towards me, his comrade in tow, over daisies snow dropped on grass.

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Published: May 16, 2020
LinesWords: 645

Tags: #nature #spring #walk #quarantine #flower #snow

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