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Crocus

On March 29, 2020March 29, 2020 By WolfIn PoetryLeave a comment

We will wait until the darkness clears,
throw up our heads and shake loose our
petals.
We will fill the air with the scent of
laughter, we will
stretch and grin in the sun.
We will.

Eventually.

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