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The Cusp of Spring
The late winter stillness in the air,
inhales with crushing despair -
a density so oppressive and heavy.
Exhales wind through trees,
on the cusp of spring -
pleading to a sun that isn't quite ready.
Still, it's enough to be heard,
the...
inhales with crushing despair -
a density so oppressive and heavy.
Exhales wind through trees,
on the cusp of spring -
pleading to a sun that isn't quite ready.
Still, it's enough to be heard,
the...
