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Spring has Sprung

You'd think after countless winters I'd remember that spring is never as nice as you thought it would be - no ghibli-esque flowers blooming to the swell of spring music.


Instead there's the neighbourhood kids' snow fort melting into mud; what was once the mouth of the cave begging for the sweet release of death. A seasonal reminder that time comes for us all!


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