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That yellow flower sprouts afar, On this cold winter's day, The inspired sight and colour bright, Spring seems to be at bay. She hops along, this cobbled walk, In a pretty yellow beret. The world her muse, she seems infused, The Robin marking spring's way.
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Jan 25, 2020
Jan 25, 2020 at 10:38 PM UTC
Spring
That yellow flower sprouts afar, On this cold winter's day, The inspired sight and colour bright, Spring seems to be at bay. She hops along, this cobbled walk, In a pretty yellow beret. The world her muse, she seems infused, The Robin marking spring's way.
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Jan 25, 2020
Jan 25, 2020 at 10:38 PM UTC
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