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Created on: June 25, 2007 Last Updated: March 12, 2010
Alas, Ceres
This year I missed
the breathless rush of spring
buds, birds, bulbs - renewing life
I rushed in my twenty-first century
transport to get a job,
rushed to buy clothes
rushed to see the newest movies
rushed to feed and house myself
rushed to buy security
And so, I missed spring.
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