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The Wild Winds of Spring

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The Wild Winds of Spring

That spring

A wild wind blew

Which stirred the land

Shaking the trees until

Twigs and branches

Rained upon the ground

 

Crisp dry leaves were lifted

High into the air

Where they danced or fell

To skitter crabwise

Across pavements

Then hid in doorways

For shelter

◄ The Night of the Flaming Beacons

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