Spring
Spring is in the air,
Spring is everywhere.
The flowers and the leaves,
Graze my long sleeves.
There is a nip in the air,
The trees are not bare.
There are flowers swaying,
In the cool breeze.
Spring is in the air,
Spring is everywhere.
The flowers and the leaves,
Graze my long sleeves.
There is a nip in the air,
The trees are not bare.
There are flowers swaying,
In the cool breeze.
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