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The Wild Honey Suckle
Freneau, Philip
The Wild Honey Suckle
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
The space between, is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower
Freneau, Philip
The Wild Honey Suckle
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
The space between, is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower
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