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The Lion

The grass, like green hair, stands up on end with

anticipation,

rising through the snow that has fallen

like dove feathers.

Leo will be coming soon.

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Published: Jul 15, 2014
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Tags: #nature #spring #snow #grass #lion #leo #eng318

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