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Spring Steps

When summer comes it won't fall out of the blue like a suntanned cherub no - after a heavy rainstorm it will heave itself up through the cracks in the pavement as thousands of pale and fragile shoots - most of these potentially sunny days are squished under hurrying boots and shoes some die of fright in the grey wet light. Then, as a shadowy finger nailed to a rusty sundial rises a startled Groundhog whistles. Surviving shoots leap upwards powered by rainbows. The sky is now fully convertible, without thinking, you roll down the roof of your car.

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