the truth must grow

Spring has sprung

it’s song is sung

Each bird and bee

is now set free

to spread their truth;

returning youth

The lands regrowth;

needs our true oath

that we will stand

beside this land

‘gainst any foe

the truth must grow.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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