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I notice
How the little things
Become the big things
And the energy it takes
To notice the beauty
The weather will get better
But it feels like winter again
And the geese are unsettled
Yearning for warmth
Curlew, Curlew
I heard your song
In my wild heart
Calling my name
And here you are
I will hold on to you
The spirit of spring
Graceful over the moor

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