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4d
Her heart remains
In Winter's ice
Some embers dance—
only to prance
toward Spring's entice

Unknowable are her
heart's desires,
and so she must wait
for Spring's cool fires
to melt away the crystalline
and reveal the love
she yearns to sing

And so, she waits for Spring
Written by
lisagrace  28/F/New Zealand
(28/F/New Zealand)   
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     Stjepan, The Romantic and Samuel Everson
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