Spring.
Flowers filled with vain elixir.
Summer.
Dizzy rabbit blinks... and rolling hills.
Autumn.
Lazy orange requiem.
Winter.
Trembling sleep.
Spring.
Sweet dream.
Summer.
Waking up.
Autumn.
Lullaby.
Winter.
Waking up, for real now.
Spring.
Who?
Summer.
What?
Autumn.
Why?
Winter.
How?
Spring.
Caterpillar.
Summer.
Bee.
Autumn.
Squirrel.
Winter.
Owl.
Four more years mean what, to wheels of time?
Or one in four.
Spring
Dies.
Summer
Lies.
Autumn
Shies.
Winter
Sighs.
30 mar 2010
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