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Mar 1

Ah! My World.

Ah! My world…
How bitter thee;
composed of gall and poverty.

Canst thou be sweet?
Canst thou be grand?
If you forsake His hand?

Spill Dink 8

Love arrived with Baby’s Breath,
Then Rose to bloom and conquer death.
Sunday Morning Glory taught
the heart, You’re my Forget-me-not.