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Less than a Day from April

BALLAD Less than a day from April, The wax white, compact Hyacinth is up. And petals in a sky x Trailing a fringe of drizzle, Cling to the gusty almond. Daffodil clumps are swept Like weed combed by a brook. … Continue reading

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