Spring

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I was sitting on a park bench, a gentle bit of gravity holding me in place, when I heard a robin singing, an American Idol.

He sang his song, hitting all the right notes, and while I saw other birds and heard other songs it was his that nested in my heart.

A start. A gentle breeze unaffected by my bit of gravity passed by, and the sun, perched upon my shoulder shared its warmth.

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