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Spring
Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love! - Sitting Bull
wind blows through the oak
pastel leaf bud on brown limbs
greet the day's first light
3 ‘Alá’, 169 B.E.
About this poem: The quotation inspired this poem, but I am not sure whether I have finished the poem.
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