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Change of seasons
and the sun begins to make its presence known,
is no longer just a beacon in the sky
that drives away the darkness
to plow the land again.
A new generation of fruits
wait to populate the earth with colors,
and the first butterflies already paint the grass.
There are birds that return from their vacations,
trees that already wear sequins
and rivers that roar on the way to the sea
while they smooth out rough edges.
I return to the eternal mountains,
it's time for me to sleep.
It's finally spring.
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