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Spring , Inexplicable the primal call beseeches, deep into dark and forgotten reaches. A yearning that haunts our ordinary day, Spring's essences flow into the soul's breaches. A sublime taunting causes all thoughts to stray, crawling out from winter's long umbrae, into the glorious revitalizing sunshine where all lanquishing apathy burns away. A reborn sensation cauterizes the mind. Words, fellings dumbed by it's wine , staggering and stunned with thanksgiving I linger, absorbed by the divine. / Watercolor and ink / 3d . realistic texture and HD lighting