THE CARPET OF NATURE IS FILLED WITH ALL FLOWERS, ROSES, LILACS, AND ALL OTHER SWEET AND WILD FLOWERS. ALL FLOWERS'SMILES ARE SEEN IN THE GARDENS WITH THEIR FRAGRANCE. ALL BIRDS ARE SINGING AND CHATTERING. THERE ARE COLORS AND FRESHNESS. LIFE IS DIFFERENT. ONLY SPRING IS DIFFERENT. SPRING IS HERE.
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