Hang on.
Spring is testing my hope for the future.
Bleak of winter, gives way to Spring.
Leaves of spring, tell a different story than the leaves of fall.
Spring leaves, potential.
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"Clair de Lune," meaning "moonlight" in French
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Claire" is of French origin and means "bright" or "clear".
The me that remains is quieter now— not gone, not broken, just… distilled. Like rain that once fell loudly against the roof of every moment...