spleeneideal: “Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.”

spleeneideal: “Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and

spleeneideal: “Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.” - Rupert Brooke -

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