Springs ReturnThe grass and the sun spoke to me one day.They beckoned me to find rest among them andthe perfect sky agreed.As so, I lowered myself upon the green blades and last autumn's leaves.The sun washed over me and warmed the winter from my soul and ushered in the wonder and beauty of rebirth.As the grass cushioned me, I heard the wind before I felt it. The trees roared and danced at its arrival.Just as the first movement touched my face, my eyes closed. I held my breath.It rushed over me in a great wave, forcing me to breathe. My hair flew and I was filled with joy and the sweet aromas of spring. Sweet plum blossoms flew by m
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