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Wednesday’s child is full of woe; Poised on the week’s **** Am I stop or go? Sky and seas and ice And wind and heartache; Blue soothes, tingles, and bites. For a time associated with dying and death, Fall is a brilliant swan song Of deep blue sky and blazing red. The National’s “England” keeps me sane: “You must be somewhere in London; You must be loving your life in the rain.” No useful information or parables Holds the coffee table, but instead Decoration and stories that make life more bearable.
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May 11, 2011
May 11, 2011 at 4:50 PM UTC
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Wednesday’s child is full of woe; Poised on the week’s **** Am I stop or go? Sky and seas and ice And wind and heartache; Blue soothes, tingles, and bites. For a time associated with dying and death, Fall is a brilliant swan song Of deep blue sky and blazing red. The National’s “England” keeps me sane: “You must be somewhere in London; You must be loving your life in the rain.” No useful information or parables Holds the coffee table, but instead Decoration and stories that make life more bearable.
an assignment Format: Day of the week Color Season Song Furniture
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May 11, 2011
May 11, 2011 at 4:50 PM UTC
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