Spring

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One day I will find my spring.
It will be beautiful, I tell you!
Filled with green and pink and gold
And yellow- don't forget about yellow!-
And it will have rushing rivers
A nice cool breeze
A hammock in between the trees
Light and dark will bond together
And the weather will be wonderful.
It will be a personal thing,
My spring.

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