Winter is almost at its end,
as we enter the summer bloom I presume there will be flowers within an hour the sun rays will lay amongst me while I swim in the dim of the light, outside the night is where the delightful wonderful, waves brush upon me. When cold goes away the bold, bright, beaming Sun comes to take its place.
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