who would have thought as I gaze out into my garden, with a sense of déjà vu, the snowdrops are withering and hopeful daffodils smile back, bright and sunny.
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who would have thought as I gaze out into my garden, with a sense of déjà vu, the snowdrops are withering and hopeful daffodils smile back, bright and sunny.
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