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She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: Winter is dead. ~A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
Oak Tree at Torch Lake | The bark of an oak tree near Torch Lake in northern lower Michigan. | http://www.larslentzphotography.com |
I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new, and that is ultimately good for the artist. ~Billy Joel
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
Winter is dead.
~A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: Winter is dead. ~A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
Winter is dead.
~A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
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