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Today is the first day Of Spring in Ontario After an arduous winter. We have waited with Northern patience. I cruised my Shadow Along Lakeshore Rd, The sun strobing through Leafless, budding limbs. The smell of Spring clean-up, The burning of leaves and wood; An invisible, invading aroma. That one assault held the force Of all my Springs, Before I worried over CO2's.
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
Spring Clean-Up
Today is the first day Of Spring in Ontario After an arduous winter. We have waited with Northern patience. I cruised my Shadow Along Lakeshore Rd, The sun strobing through Leafless, budding limbs. The smell of Spring clean-up, The burning of leaves and wood; An invisible, invading aroma. That one assault held the force Of all my Springs, Before I worried over CO2's.
francie-lynch
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May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
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