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Frederick Noakes Apr 2016
Albion. Our circle. Our home. Our world. Our land of the rose. The land of lime and stone. Our *****. Our Native Land. Our Father Land. Our Mother Land. Our Home. Oh Albion!
Frederick Noakes Apr 2016
Trees bud at the joints and flower. tulips try and keep up with the volume. crocus flowers have done their jobs ushering in change. leaves find their way pointing up to the heavens. the dandelions maybe turned into wine now. spring is upon us. time for rejoicing and divine intervention. Miracles, rebirth, and spiritual growth. brave souls Dawn a crown of knots. hero image is drawn out of instances. every man battles priggishness. this is not a time for mistakes.

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