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BLISSFUL SCENTS
Spring… it is a scented drop of dew with violet vibrations in the air. The sky is filled with the young verses of a new poet that dances with the clouds. The dream of a new-born sun-beam touches the mellow grass that is singing to the sleepy flowers. A new spring of fresh hopes and illusions… The time to wake up and smile under the golden sunshine has come again. No more dark clouds of bitter tears and blue heavy rain… The fragrance of the sleepy violets invades the atmosphere while the morning dew lays its infinite kisses on the petal lips that murmur their story. Stars of pure crystal start falling from above and dance in the blissful air like butterflies of revival that give life no borders. A shining, happy rainbow meets my eyes and draws a smile in the air – the rainbow that unites our souls, the smile on our faces… And now I know that our true spring is here, in our hearts, at last! -SORANA-
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