"SPRING"
Snow melts and fades away.
The trees turn green with life's song.
The smell of spring time.
By: Mingna Mahalo

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"SPRING"
Snow melts and fades away.
The trees turn green with life's song.
The smell of spring time.
By: Mingna Mahalo
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