love blooms in the Spring
thrives through the Summer
and long into Autumn days
till the Winter chill kills the damn thing
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Author:
James Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Winter has a habit of killing many things. I’ve always been a lover of spring myself. The season of rebirth and renewal. A meaningful piece of brevity. Nicely penned.
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