Brisk air on my face
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A shrunken world grasping to my mind
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My mind grasping to …anything
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And yet ..I wonder
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What is it like to grow 
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To breath anew with the green buds pushing through melting snow
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Its clear to see we all need improvement
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If we are to survive… to step into light
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The fires of hate … must be
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Sleeping … as they are sleeping in me for now
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Just a brain dump after an outing that kind of made me anxious. Figured id dump the feelings lol 
Have a good day 
Heya @DarkStar hope you’re well my g
Im good bro !!! Glad to see you back man…didn’t know why you left ?
This is my favorite part of the poem
It feels like that today. Its the first sunny warm day in a min …gonna try to get out more
This is definitely a spring time poem
Its nice as crap out today. Even sat outside for like 20 min
Yes I went outside three times today it’s perfect out there
It was rainy and overcast over here, but nice poem anyway.
I liked your poem…yes spring is just around the corner.