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You know how you must feel to write this Begone Melancholy, Nostalgia, Chagrin! The sun is smiling We are thankful Life acquiesces with many more graces Finally ~ just right. Spring is the sound of the singing birds to the summer of endless loving Au revoir to the fogs that cloud the hearts, Farewell to the mists where souls are lost Come and stay here, sun! Come to stay!
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Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
State of Happiness
You know how you must feel to write this Begone Melancholy, Nostalgia, Chagrin! The sun is smiling We are thankful Life acquiesces with many more graces Finally ~ just right. Spring is the sound of the singing birds to the summer of endless loving Au revoir to the fogs that cloud the hearts, Farewell to the mists where souls are lost Come and stay here, sun! Come to stay!
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Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
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