April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
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