March
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March sprouts seedlings
On chafed skin of my city
A breeze liberates itself
For a rendezvous
With the smiling daisies
Standing amid the floral
Extravaganza
Feeling the breeze brush
Off the remnants
Of cold thoughts
I see March glorifying
My city with rebirth.
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