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Three short weeks of mild spring weather
Now spills into three endless days
Of sticky, sticky, cold wet snow
Which clings & blankets flowered trees.
Pollen-infused snow melts into concrete;
For once, the air smells fresh & clean.
If the best things in life are free -
This must be what they mean.
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ivyV2
there is something so satisfying and magical about how the weather is described, i love it i feel like it has so many meanings put into such a delicate text