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summer_jackelIt is April and the tiny roadside meadows are filled with
forget-me-nots whose blue exactly matches
the vivid morning sky.
All around, the forest rises in as many shades of green
as there are subtle varying gradations
and hues of pain and love.
forget-me-nots whose blue exactly matches
the vivid morning sky.
All around, the forest rises in as many shades of green
as there are subtle varying gradations
and hues of pain and love.
