The yellow-bellied harbinger of Spring tilted his head back and told a tune of how happy he was to see the tall grasses grow again. His notes echoed off the ground through my feet and out of me. Then, he flew away...
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The yellow-bellied harbinger of Spring tilted his head back and told a tune of how happy he was to see the tall grasses grow again. His notes echoed off the ground through my feet and out of me. Then, he flew away...
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