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Apr 2014
I look around and I see
The new beauty of things before me
The ground squishing beneath my feet
The blue sky stretching out before me
As I hear the wind whipping through my hair
I taste the sunshine
The brand new beginning
That comes with spring.
Written by
Abby B
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