These days
She emerges in watercolors;
Set free
From her dreamless sleep
She spreads her roots
Through today’s fertile ground
Beneath the honest rays,
Of a new and watchful sun
These days
She emerges in watercolors;
Set free
From her dreamless sleep
She spreads her roots
Through today’s fertile ground
Beneath the honest rays,
Of a new and watchful sun
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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