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Spring Break



The sound of crackling ice echoes from river and lake

as the waking waters muscle up to surge and splash free of their winter straightjackets at last. Meanwhile the waxing sun injects its seminal rays into the leafless trees to reincarnate the buds of springtime Past. William Bedford

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