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Spring my, my white spring yet lived, not celebrate, only good dreams dreamed, minute low over how poplars but do not stop your flight here ... Spring comes, with hope for new life, with hope for a better future. Let's smile and wish us they only good things. Let us find the strength within themselves to withstand the crisis and distress. Let us love and cope with the difficulties of life. Let us have no more faith in myself. Spring is a new beginning.