Sprung

An outage pan-expansive is Spring.
Back to primeval woods, planting fields.
Sprite quickening fling. Kicking up heels.
Miles from insider’s agitprop ranting,
wringing soppy run-off
to extend discomfort.
Fresh scents revive reason’s libertine.
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Anxious remnants of winters.
Layered ice savagery,
frozen bleak hellstorms, sharp hail regret.
Chilled miserable, sludge wet, relentless.
Yet, hear adventure recall tribes to revelry.
chase lead of Sun’s bright, warm exchange.
Ignite past’s battles, burn discord as energy.
Surge ahead. Explore new forays toward
merry meeting.
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