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Dear child of the city fumes,
Did you smell life this morning?
Has the perfume of nature graced your nose?
Did you hear the industrious birds act to the call of nature? Do you see how one branch after the other they build a nest? 
How is the Spring treating you my brother? Dear sister, will you hold my hand? Let us work together in the field of life.
The Winter is over. The flowers are a distant promise of the fruit to Fall. 
Rejoice !

#myheartfollowstheseasons

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