pressed and splayed in white,
glittering snow blanketing the ground.
Frozen but moving slow.
Maple syrup poured from spout
onto hot French toast, crisp
fragrant scent of vanilla and ambition.
Youth vibrant, ready to go.
Fields in pretty playful pockets,
flowers heaving with life between
highways and ready to burst forth
levarage wild, dividends of joy.
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