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As days knock upon April's door, Soon March, my friend, will be no more, We cannot stop the shifting sands, As time we cannot so command.
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 5:22 AM UTC
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As days knock upon April's door, Soon March, my friend, will be no more, We cannot stop the shifting sands, As time we cannot so command.
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 5:22 AM UTC
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