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agnesdeer: my relationship with my cats has saved me
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agnesdeer: give them a token
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agnesdeer: this is a world of sweets and sours
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agnesdeer: go cherry, cherry coupe now
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agnesdeer: rouges comme des cerises
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agnesdeer: wild-flowers kindle in the woods
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agnesdeer: tulips and roses were in bloom
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agnesdeer: la rosa, no buscaba la rosa
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agnesdeer: the trees were in their dark prime
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agnesdeer: the fair and radiant emily was wandering, and waking up and down
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agnesdeer: welcome to you, fresh and lovely may!
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agnesdeer: a whiff of fresh-cut grass sweetened the air
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agnesdeer: sit in the wet grass and read poems out loud and talk about love
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agnesdeer: wild cherry and old apple-trees
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agnesdeer: veremos brillar nuestro anillo y manar rosas de nuestra lengua
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agnesdeer: like a wet rose
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agnesdeer: dos verdes lluvias enlazadas
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agnesdeer: aarfy was green
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agnesdeer: trompa de lirio por las verdes ingles a las cinco de la tarde.
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agnesdeer: we thought we saw the cat moving but were not sure
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agnesdeer: branches thick with heat and syrupy decay
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agnesdeer: there was a stirring in the great boughs overhead
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agnesdeer: the flowers smelt so sweet as the dew fell
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agnesdeer: my spring is gone
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agnesdeer: but you may have a flower
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agnesdeer: she liked flowers, especially wild ones
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agnesdeer: i would start with love
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agnesdeer: lilies and jonquils and roses clamming over everything
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agnesdeer: jane, will you have a flower?
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agnesdeer: i have a rosy sky, and a green flowery eden in my brain