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If it isn't ours

If it isn't ours
I don't want it, this spring
with its spring-tide of light,
its splash of colours.

The bronze clouds, luxuriantly
stacked against flaming blue,
the trees flecked with the
finest green, motionless
in the dove-grey evening,
and the opal smile of rainbows
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