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She finds something to cavil at in everything I say Winter, summer; spring, autumn; night or day I will love her, more than life; no matter what Every April; June, July, August; even May Saturday, June 20, 2015
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
The Bickering Beauty!
She finds something to cavil at in everything I say Winter, summer; spring, autumn; night or day I will love her, more than life; no matter what Every April; June, July, August; even May Saturday, June 20, 2015
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
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