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He sang of the ice breaking in the rivers the groan of ice rotting in the lakes under the softness of the new life of the frost coming up out of the fallows, leaving them wet-black and gleaming-rich. He sang of Spring, the spring-plowing, the heaviness of our labor, with spring lust in our veins, and the crude love in our hearts which we could only articulate in kisses and passion.
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