Spring Soon Will Come
The winter was rough.
There were dark days with no power,
And days with only coldness.
But spring soon came,
Along with the warmth and light.
Although there were some days with rough storms,
We got through those small adversaries.
We got up the next day,
Awoken by the bright sun through a clear window.
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