The lilacs are in bloom. I've seen them for two weeks now in different places, depending on the elevation. Until today, I couldn't smell them. This evening I did, only faintly, thankfully, and even that was enough to twist my heart. Lilacs are still connected directly to you and to the hope that you might still, someday, appear at the foot of my bed at 3 A.M.
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