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A white mouse, ty

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       🌸 Wednesday! 🌸

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There Will Come Soft Rains
by Sara Teasdale

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

returning sprinkles, hagd

morning

Morning sprinkles x

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🐝𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓭𝓪𝔂 🐝
    🐝🍂🌾. ¸¸¸ ¸.🍁 🍂🌾xx

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The Moon hung like a ball on high
    Above the Faery Glen
And round and round upon the ground
       Danced the Fae and Elvin Men
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