Spring

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Delicate pedals stretch and sway

Pink in the predawn grey.

Its quite...

A splash of color bleeds.

Through far off trees.

Carrying with it a springtime breeze.

Drops of dew, buzzing bee's a few.

Soil malliable with prints of game.

Raging rivers dirty brown, newfound warmth now abounds.

Naked limbs bud and thrive, vibrant colors soon arive.

Spring is here.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 03, 2014 ⏰

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