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Spring Breeze
Months of staring out a hateful window with false promises of a better tomorrow.
Under a white sky that drops angelic drops of magic until it's heart is content.
Could mother nature be a scorned wife avenging a vow that was voided before its time?
On the date of March 21st I feel an endorphin rush as a husband to be must feel at the alter.
Under a white sky that drops angelic drops of magic until it's heart is content.
Could mother nature be a scorned wife avenging a vow that was voided before its time?
On the date of March 21st I feel an endorphin rush as a husband to be must feel at the alter.
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