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The fear of a frost Has fled our minds. I sit in full sun Pale, after a long winter. Chinese forget-me-nots Peek through the ground Send word to the california bluebell The time is now
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Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
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The fear of a frost Has fled our minds. I sit in full sun Pale, after a long winter. Chinese forget-me-nots Peek through the ground Send word to the california bluebell The time is now
DCHall
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27/M/America
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
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