The sill of the afternoon floats on
Under the still, azure sky
Gentle breath keep tempo
Of stretch commenced naps
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The tentative leaves sway
The breeze gentle
The last exhale
Of winter’s chill
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A light wisp of cloud
Passes over the mellow metropolis
A tuesday we all decided
Was just not worth the effort
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The Austral Spring sprung
And no one seems to care
Apathy gallops around
Bikers weaving on the roads
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Just to sit outside
In the shortening rays
Coffee steam rising
Warming all around
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I sit watching the sun
Trace patterns on neighboring buildings
The refrigerator hums
Both absentmindedly
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The equinox is upon us
Sighed out with indifference
A winter of solitude past
A spring of uncertainty commenced
