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The first spring rain patters softly on the glass until a quiet settles with no gradual courtesy and all you hear is a faraway gutter carrying all winter's ice and snow away and a drawling fan of constant hope
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Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
The first spring rain
The first spring rain patters softly on the glass until a quiet settles with no gradual courtesy and all you hear is a faraway gutter carrying all winter's ice and snow away and a drawling fan of constant hope
EasonBrooks
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Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
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