in
spring
in
spring
when
steps
are
sprung
and
sway
with
uphill
chasing
dog
we
sniff
the
love
that
brings
to
life
that's
spring
in
eye bright
shining
spring
this
scrap blown
turns
to leaf
from
which the tree
is
reaching
till
stars
leave
dark
a
scribble of cloud
in
this a river sits
and
runs
reflects
a moon
lands
birds
and
stirs
all
this is spring
now
tell me
a
better tune
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