At last you soul just gets tired of the cold, the piles of snow outside, the sub zero temperatures, and it says lets talk about the spring. And it imbues that season with the purposive hope of blue skies and warming temperatures, the undulating rhythms and complex feeds...
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I like this.
ReplyDeleteOh thank you...! I liked them too, though they were done with arguments and objections being raised and shot down...it is funny if you sit for five minutes in the muddy courtroom of my mind.
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