Poem describing observations of a warm spring day.
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The afternoon sun peeks through the trees
Flags are billowing in the breeze
Green grass grows under the scorching sun
Sounds of the raging river heard above
The squalls from birds flying high
Clouds float lazily in the sky
These are the days that bring joy to those observing
Also for those who seem less than deserving
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