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flwydSpring is the time of new growth.
It is the time when leaves that fell grow again,
When grass returns to vibrance.
But uprooted trees still lie naked
And grass remains dead in poisoned ground.
Muscles grow weak in cold months without use.
Untended gardens struggle to produce.
Ice takes time and energy to thaw.
Without practice, old tasks are hard.
But without spring, summer would be very sad.
It is the time when leaves that fell grow again,
When grass returns to vibrance.
But uprooted trees still lie naked
And grass remains dead in poisoned ground.
Muscles grow weak in cold months without use.
Untended gardens struggle to produce.
Ice takes time and energy to thaw.
Without practice, old tasks are hard.
But without spring, summer would be very sad.
