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Breezy
The clouds move slowly across the bright blue sky.
Releasing a soft wetness to the flowers below.
Stretching to catch a sliver of heavens lifeblood.
They sway with the breeze dancing like swans.
A new season comes and with it the sun.
Buds become beauty as life is transformed.
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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