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They will come soon
Blooms will rise again
Come out the cold ground
Into borders and flowerpots
They shall
Spring from the draining meadows
Like soldiers of peace
Marching under a summer sun
And they will come
To wage a war on gloom
And in armistice's of exquisite colour
They shall,
Make such a fragrant peace
Upon the winter ravaged earth
