I have to remain still - away from the lanes and sweet scented flowers. I cannot meet with the bounding lambs, or laze under the taught canva of my tent, so I bring flowers inside my home - sweet smelling spring come to me.
I have to remain still - away from the lanes and sweet scented flowers. I cannot meet with the bounding lambs, or laze under the taught canva of my tent, so I bring flowers inside my home - sweet smelling spring come to me.
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