Intro Poem by Bob Axell

Intro



Ends are tragic
But all starts end
The layed line continues
They all start again

The winter will arrive
All greenery die soon
The snow melt and drown
Bright flowers will bloom

A neverending circle
Overflowing past
The art to capture
To let a moment

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