SPRING PROVOCATIONFirst the apricots began the uprisingWhite, however such a whiteIndescribable, seems pink a bitLike stars rained on boughsA new love is blinking.Cherry was waiting for applesWhen longing was buddingExploded from the nearest place of heartOf bridal procession's rifleSprig is out of patience shout.Walked to footpaths of foothillYellow crocus winks on one sideShakes gently, deeply leafsHyacinths wear the year off beyondThe stems of mollycoddled add wind to the longing.
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SPRING PROVOCATIONFirst the apricots began the uprisingWhite, however such a whiteIndescribable, seems pink a bitLike stars rained on boughsA new love is blinking.Cherry was waiting for applesWhen longing was buddingExploded from the nearest place of heartOf bridal procession's rifleSprig is out of patience shout.Walked to footpaths of foothillYellow crocus winks on one sideShakes gently, deeply leafsHyacinths wear the year off beyondThe stems of mollycoddled add wind to the longing.
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