The most dangerous days of the year
Stretch out before us like a gauntlet now
Though the streets are strewn with colored trees
And it seems we will be arrested
Any moment for being too happy
The air is so blue and gripping
The death of spring however dramatic
Comes down to its blossoming
The irrefutable calyx and sepals
Once looked at look back at you
When beauty passes you by
Dragged off to face
Another savage tribunal
And to open up the sky
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