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Dawn of Spring by Tim Zhang While still in spring's dream, Did not realize the Dawn's Came; Suddenly, into reality, I awaken, By the loud bird's cry, for a reason. I rise up and looked out side the window, And thought about the Storm last night; Those Flowers, when flourishing spring past, Maybe withered, fallen and scattered apart.
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