Come Spring


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Care Less, care for free

gusty gales traveling the oak and the ash,

and, the unrefined.

Such are the intoxicants that take my mind off me.

Indeed a drug for free.

As unsettled as a whisper in the breeze.

As virtuous as children at the fair.

Life well rounded, near a crowded town square.

Always an inebriate it will be

The rebirth come spring.

 

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