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| The fields are green, the rivers high. The sun is warming up the sky. The rain has stopped, at least for now, Which satisfies the horse and cow. The buds are popping into bloom To shatter all the wintry gloom. Our hearts are fluttering with love As wings upon a happy dove. The spring has sprung, how great it is. The champagne hasn't lost its fizz. | ||
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