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The first days of warmth always seem long, perpetual Though grateful for rays beaming, burning the dark of winter from you The death of winter leaving, thus spring gracing us with its gilded flowers and endless light
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Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 1:38 PM UTC
Spring 2
The first days of warmth always seem long, perpetual Though grateful for rays beaming, burning the dark of winter from you The death of winter leaving, thus spring gracing us with its gilded flowers and endless light
AbigailHobbs
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22/F/Washington
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 1:38 PM UTC
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