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Swallowed by the Shine of the Sun
Sitting in the sun
Soaking up the warmth
Staring out into the distance
Hoping that something will change
Every time I’m in the light
With the rustle of leaves
And birds flying by
Whistling to their mates
Signaling Spring is here
Everything finally feels right
[Feb 2020]
Monday 24th February 2020 3:28 am
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