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In May, when blossoms burst and bloom,
Ideas rise from winter’s tomb.
They drift on winds of soft perfume,
And settle in the mind’s bright room.
Like seeds that scatter, seeking ground,
Thoughts take root where dreams are found.
Each spark, a flower yet unseen,
Emerging from the spaces between.
In golden light of spring’s embrace,
New visions grow at nature’s pace.
To reach beyond the earthly place.
May’s ideas are wild and free,
In May, the heart and mind entwine,
And birth new worlds in vibrant lines.
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