Love is but the inner spirit of human existence. Where there is love, we know flowers blossom. New life begins to appear like the spring buds. Birds fly around, singing the sweet songs of harmony. Spring comes back with a big concert as she announces her arrival. I wonder, was Cupid born in spring? I
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Dawn through dusk, I walk amongst all the blessings and obstacles of life as I bid my farewell to yet another day while I know the year ends with her too. The new dawn awakens with a bright new day, we the humans call her 2019. I the traveler await her arrival as I walk