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Spring

There's something about this season, Spring
Waking up to birds as they, sing
Trees and its blossom show subtle, pinks
Clouds and rain, for thr earth now drinks
The sun reappears, having such a glow
As if it were trying to say, hello
I go to the garden to walk around
To see what other things are found
Butterflies with their colorful wings
How this season holds such beautiful, things.

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