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The world around us gets bigger when the snow melts. Suddenly there are new plains of the earth that our life has been deprived of. It’s not necessarily a happy thing. At least not at night when the spring winds are blowing strong and my mind is wandering to places darker than the retreating winter.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
April Snowmelt
The world around us gets bigger when the snow melts. Suddenly there are new plains of the earth that our life has been deprived of. It’s not necessarily a happy thing. At least not at night when the spring winds are blowing strong and my mind is wandering to places darker than the retreating winter.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
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