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Frost collects on light green miniscule buds It keeps the green in the ground from growing Which dream of reaching the skies from the muds While the cold harsh winds continue blowing   The clouds are gray- the color of sadness The green in the ground continues to fight No sun causes an uproar- a madness [...]
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The sky is sapphire blue, with puffs of cotton like clouds scattered everywhere. With a sunscreen bottle and a hula hoop grasped in my hands, I run to the tree in the backyard filled with pearly white flowers. I chase the new sparkly hula hoop around the tree, laughing as if someone had told me [...]
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