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With Winter's leave, Comes Summer's cleave, Gone are the days of downy reprieve, I feel naïve, For I dared believe, That Snowbird wouldn't dare to deceive, When it flew away one April eve.
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Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 5:11 PM UTC
Farewell to the Snowbird
With Winter's leave, Comes Summer's cleave, Gone are the days of downy reprieve, I feel naïve, For I dared believe, That Snowbird wouldn't dare to deceive, When it flew away one April eve.
Written 01/04/25 I've never been a fan of Summer.
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M/A Comfy Crevice
Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 5:11 PM UTC
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