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Vernal Equinox
In the frozen grip of winter's chaperone, Cinderella gets walzted in like a dirty faced hussy. As light and darkness stand side by side in a battle for her supremacy. Godmother has the ground vermin rousted up from their hidden abodes. Busy fashioning her apparels and pearly things. But kissing in their modes. Dreams that have lied dormant promise the moon, meets with sunbeams fresh advances, with golden threads of dress-up in swoon. New pickup lines and peer reviews to peak at her pinnacle lines. Fresh new light clings to the hem of misty morn, sown at her delicate feat, like diadems. Promised in consecrated dew-drops newly born. The fowl caress the air in synchronized swim, in salvos of savoir faire, bannering rehearsal, the reversal of Death's Nadir. Much work to do in presenting. Gonna have a good show. Godmother tends to her proper dress. Tries to tone down her exude of amoress. Winter looks tacitly, concerned- from the cold distance, but is lit up by the way Spring looks back in her gratitudes, when she turns, bows and curtseys at her complicit, Majesty.
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