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Spring, flowers flowered away, I don't have any more to say. Wherever I go, the flowers catch up and tempt me with their smell... It's just like her perfume... Oh well...
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Jan 5, 2020
Jan 5, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
Spring
Spring, flowers flowered away, I don't have any more to say. Wherever I go, the flowers catch up and tempt me with their smell... It's just like her perfume... Oh well...
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Jan 5, 2020
Jan 5, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
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