April has arrived with her cruel face,
Scorching sun, dull and dreary nature
Clothed in grey like ancient cemetery.
Once beautiful, now my dear Nature
Takes the farewell from the finest Spring.
I have been walking for hours and hours,
Trudging, stumbling for an oasis to
Bring the elixir for the Mankind.
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