Mreow~! So many times it hurts!
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Mreow~! So many times it hurts!
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The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven - All's right with the world...
~Pippa Passes; by Robert Browning
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