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Poem Number 350
it is spring, and i am blind
to winter's darkness now past
still frail, i stretch toward the revigorating light
delicate tendrils entranched
the pain of the bringing forth forgotten
in the glory of the rebirth
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ooops - "entranced"
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This verse is so beautiful. I am moved :)
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