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Pitter-patter; pelting peaking the poignant hearing of a peering, personable person. Awakened she walks; waiting for water to weaken against the small windows, withering away. Flourishing souls; stemming from spring came spitting droplets, refreshing flora. Drab days; dead development dawdled by dreary dates - winter is gone. Joyful cheers! Carrot's stones cherished close for colder days. Winter disappears for departure. Spring reappears for resurgence.
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 2:28 AM UTC
Farmer's best sign of luck
Pitter-patter; pelting peaking the poignant hearing of a peering, personable person. Awakened she walks; waiting for water to weaken against the small windows, withering away. Flourishing souls; stemming from spring came spitting droplets, refreshing flora. Drab days; dead development dawdled by dreary dates - winter is gone. Joyful cheers! Carrot's stones cherished close for colder days. Winter disappears for departure. Spring reappears for resurgence.
Everyone enjoys spring but I think rural and urban farmers alike understand that rain is the prime time for plant growth.
FrancesMarie
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25/Non-binary/Ontario
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 2:28 AM UTC
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