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Frost Snaps
April
frost snaps
crinkles, eases,
finally melts.
Gaunt trees
dressed in fragile
buds.
Fragile buds, sun
splash, rain splash,
splash blue, splash
green.
Green new leaf. Fits
my hand so perfectly.
The future lies
in my palm.
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