Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Relaxe
I love the season well,
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming-on of storms.
An April Day by Longfellow
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming-on of storms.
An April Day by Longfellow
Relaxe
I love the season well,
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming-on of storms.
An April Day by Longfellow
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming-on of storms.
An April Day by Longfellow
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