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The beginning of the year is always filled with the sight of a melting snow, they glisten and soon the warmth will wake the new buds as early spring comes.
Knowing full well that the fully bloomed spring hasn't come just yet, the image of this wingless angel of mine always reminds me of spring. Not exactly the sweet ones, but that exact moment where the leaves start to sprout from it's slumber, and the warmth color of young flower buds starts to bloom under the warm air.
Like she will always move forward, and ready to paint sunshine and hundreds of daffodils to her days.
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