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‘’Oh, how the spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away’’. Shakespeare
‘’Oh, how the spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away’’. Shakespeare
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