It Is a Noble Thing Indeed to Spend Ones Life in Search of The Music
Roses make
fine aromatheraputic affirmation
of what is to be brought
the winds will change
the days will become longer
mice donning little white jackets
peek out of snow banks
the piper plays
music falling on hibernating ears
the wide grinned laughers will proceed
in their wake
is eternity
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