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When Spring Came to Fall

A breeze has begun.

Listless still, but cold and crisp

It harbors the fall.

and the end of an old cycle

But, underneath the wind

A budding laugh grows

And she awakens

Like a new spring

By mshipstory

Hi!

I'm Lindsay Adams. I'm passionate about history, teaching, and writing.

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