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“Farm Spring” On days like this I wonder about spirits and angels and other- As the sun shines, leaves whirl, green sprouts creating quakes, cracking ground- A willow tree stands tall in field, glowing in light of green grass, earned scars on face a halo of strength. And I wonder if we depart or become…
“Farm Spring”
On days like this I wonder about spirits and angels and other- As the sun shines, leaves whirl, green sprouts creating quakes, cracking ground-
A willow tree stands tall in field, glowing in light of green grass, earned scars on face a halo of strength.
And I wonder if we depart or become true.
Katrina Thornley 
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