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Spring


Sweeping the tears

Sweeping the leaves

Whispered by the wind

Trash in the bin

That is what I look like

Unlike the blooms one

I have brown

But they have rainbow

Yellow between blue

I am just starring

I am not the lucky draw

Or even a begger

Just the brown skin

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