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The Spring that Never Sprung

A lament

Photo by Alexander Krivitskiy on Unsplash

Maybe this is finally it
the spring that never sprung
haven't seen the sun
in over a week
sometimes it sneaks a peak
over the grey sky that lurks
like an endless void

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Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Poet | Top Writer | Editor: Put It To Rest & iPoetry. (BEd, MA) | Author of Casa de mi Corazon: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir | lindsaysoberano.com

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