Spring Again, and its blossoming
Can you fell it?
It runs through you like unfound happiness
A joy that appears only once in a while,
And summer comes and it begins to fade
The feeling diminishes and you start to forget,
By fall its a small spark
An occasional delight,
Winter emerges and its gone
An emotion unknown, unseen to the naked eye
Anonymously carrying through
Like the wind upon your face.
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