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As frost bites the new found shoots of green, Poking through dark soil, Will Winter **** all chance of life, Bright blooms too quick to spoil.
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 5:26 PM UTC
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As frost bites the new found shoots of green, Poking through dark soil, Will Winter **** all chance of life, Bright blooms too quick to spoil.
MrPeterJThomas
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 5:26 PM UTC
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