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Spring Blooms Not Only In Our Hearts But Right Before Our Eyes
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Spring is finally here
As dingy white melts away.
Buds of new life appear
And in the wind bow to pray.
Kites silently rise in a grayish sky.
Children shed winter wraps to play.
Billowy forms pass bye,
Turn dark, ready to spray.
Writers express flowery prose
While some singer's pain
Tells us how love grows
Because spring is here "a"gain.
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