Yoyama Magwashu
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3rd season of the year.
The birds are singing a sweet harmony,
With a chant that attracts living ears.
Admiring the bloom of the trees while feeling morning's air.
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I was a burden to you before I saw,
Nine months down the line you've ripped what you sow and you've let me grow
You were so patient with me even though I was hard to raise
You're were like garden boy cause you've cutted all the toxic plants that were about grow in me
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It's hard to find me going to bed with dry, clear eyes,
It's always red eyes covered with warm salty water.
My pillows always give me a shoulder to lean on,
They are not judging me even though when I get up in the morning I left them dirty and wet.
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Spring
3rd season of the year.
The birds are singing a sweet harmony,
With a chant that attracts living ears.
Admiring the bloom of the trees while feeling morning's air.
3rd season of the year.
I picked up a Buttercup that caught my attention,
I planted it in my secret garden even pollinating agents won't even notice.
I love the fact that it's the only plant that I'm watering.
3rd season of the year.
The season of blessings,
The season of new beginnings,
The season that I picked up a Buttercup
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