It was a hard winter she survived
Hoping, desiring for spring to arrive
She practiced while the wind was blowing
Pirouettes, basic but beautiful turns flowing
In her company a sea of bright pink sisters
Dancing, swaying, without any misters
Some stay standing below her bows
The dance of spring pulled off somehow
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people could connect with it better. Youve got an awful lot of text for only
having 1 or 2 images. Maybe you could space it out better?
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