yet spring came anyway
inconsiderate of our dread
insensitive to our loneliness
she put her hands on our chests
and blessed us with hopefulness
our hearts are blooming
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yet spring came anyway
inconsiderate of our dread
insensitive to our loneliness
she put her hands on our chests
and blessed us with hopefulness
our hearts are blooming