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April Rivulet
Everything is budding again.
There is a soft green cast upon the world,
and we all whisper to each other:
Did you make it through?
What new courses did the waters cut?
What have you lost?
There is a soft green cast upon the world,
and we all whisper to each other:
Did you make it through?
What new courses did the waters cut?
What have you lost?