In A Dream
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In the fading memory of a dream,
Dewdrops glisten by a silvery stream.
Such soft and delicate colours abound,
Nature is alive with beautiful sounds.
For it is the coming of verdant spring,
When flowers resurrect from winter's grave;
When treasured birds begin to sing again;
When pure joy drifts by us wave after wave.
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