Radiant spirit of the springtime,
In gossamer silky dress,
Making whirlwind with the footsteps,
Taking raindrops to the dance,
Of the dark and heavy clouds,
So oblivious in its joy,
Would not care,
Would not know,
It'll just dance, and sing, and glow.
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Author:
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