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– spring of my life.
  
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
  
i dreamt of spring, you know. i dreamt of blue saturated skies with fluffy ivory clouds adorning it. i dreamt of lush matcha meadows stretching far and wide until the skies takeover my vision. i dreamt of flowers dancing in the greens, getting tangled in the merry greens of their fest. i dreamt of strawberries, tangerines, cherries, grapes, melons and apples. i dreamt of dusks where the sun melts into a puddle of orange and yellow. i dreamt of a picnic by the lake where swans swim, i dreamt of a book in my hands and your drowsy pool of dark locks, your head in my lap. i dreamt, all the while by just looking at you, as you claim another, the spring of your life.
  
   
    
   
   

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