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Spring is on the way…
Fallen cores of fall,
Lifeless and crisp
When winter comes knocking
they freeze, curl and wisp,
Lying passive below the
sheaths of numb icy frigidity,
Waiting their turn to surface with a sound sense of possibility,
The...
Lifeless and crisp
When winter comes knocking
they freeze, curl and wisp,
Lying passive below the
sheaths of numb icy frigidity,
Waiting their turn to surface with a sound sense of possibility,
The...
