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Spring to You

Hello, Ars here!

It's my first time writing something like this, you can tell because of my awkward writing.
I'm here because I want to share things I never tell a soul, you can say because I want to keep it a secret or just because I'm a coward.
I want to share or discuss to my heart content, I'm truly happy when I do this. My little heaven.

Is it spring for you there? How does it feel? People usually use the word 'spring' as if someone is falling in love.
Is it spring for you? Are you in love right now? Or are you feeling chilly right now? Either way, it's good. 
Are you falling in love again? Are you having a broken heart right now? My little Magnolia, how's this spring for you?

For me, I don't really feel anything. Is it because my country has a tropical climate? I want to feel it too. I envy you, for those who feel loved this spring.
Don't get me wrong, I know that family love is another kind of love. But, to feel treasure but not like family, something new, something different.

I hope you won't catch a cold. 
Stay warm, my Magnolia, so you will bloom beautifully.
I hope my words reach you.
Ars.

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