Spring

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Louie lay in the grass, their hair a mess and their hands touching every blade they can reach. Their eyes were closed and a blissful smile sat softly on their beak. Lena lay on her side, head propped up on her arm as she watched them.

If Spring is like this every year, Lena wouldn't be upset with it at all.

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