The cold cycle ends.
The spring lotus flourishes.
New spring blooms within.
Goodbye icicles.
Sharp ice dissolves from the sun.
Lily petals bloom.
Here comes the new sun.
Smiles grow as the new sun glows.
The new sun is zen.
What’s the song of spring?
Growth, change, flourish, and rebirth.
This makes my heart glow.
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