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Wilting Spring๐Ÿฅ€
๐˜š๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ 
21 days ago
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๐‘ถ๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’‡๐’–๐’๐’ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’†, ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’”๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’๐’‘๐’†, ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’†๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’…๐’“๐’๐’‘, ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’” ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’—๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’š ๐’๐’๐’”๐’•, ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’Š๐’•๐’” ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•, ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’•๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž๐’•๐’‰ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’†, ๐’‚ ๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’•๐’” ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’›๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’”, ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’๐’†๐’…๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’๐’๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’†๐’…, ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’…๐’–๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’š๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’—๐’Š๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’š ๐’๐’๐’”๐’•, ๐’‚ ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’•'๐’” ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’š๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’„๐’†๐’๐’•๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‚๐’Š๐’“, ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’“๐’‚๐’“๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’‡๐’“๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’๐’๐’”๐’•, ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’š๐’๐’๐’… ๐’“๐’†๐’‘๐’‚๐’Š๐’“๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’…๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’š, ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†'๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’š ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’‡๐’๐’†๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’†, ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’–๐’๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’‚ ๐’๐’†๐’˜ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’๐’Ž ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š ๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘จ ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’“๐’†๐’—๐’Š๐’—๐’†, ๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’” ๐’˜๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐Ÿ„ ๐‘บ๐’ ๐’๐’†๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’†๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’, ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‚๐’–๐’•๐’–๐’Ž๐’'๐’” ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’”๐Ÿ„ ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’‚ ๐’๐’†๐’˜ ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’”๐Ÿ„

P. S;
This poem explores the theme of a fading spring, using imagery and metaphor to convey the idea of something beautiful and full of life slowly losing its vibrancy and color. It touches on the idea that even in decay, there is still beauty to be found, and the possibility of new life and renewal.
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