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A sun’s warm embrace Greets me on this empty plain As I saunter by Dewed grass, I take a bite The sour apple nourishes me
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 1:06 PM UTC
Saunter
A sun’s warm embrace Greets me on this empty plain As I saunter by Dewed grass, I take a bite The sour apple nourishes me
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 1:06 PM UTC
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