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late winter into early spring ( some of a poetrys )

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lambs & lamb tails ( the catkinned kind )

the earth stirs & scratches the mind



but still these frosts - these absentees

no daffodils are here to see



crocus's yet those frogs don't croak

as dear reader, us limbo folk



we see some green, hear some birds sing

late winter into early spring

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