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Spring

She was soft and sweet with a laugh that sounded like the bells of Heaven. Vibrant green eyes framed with the fragile petals of a dandelion. Roses were twined charmingly around her throat.

Every time her small feet touched the ground flowers grew and bloomed around them. Uncovering their faces as if from a long slumber.

Spring's smile brought out the sun, beaming with warmth. Bathing the earth and all it's occupants with a soft yellow light.



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