Play the song dear birds, breathing the blue air and white cotton wool in the sky...
A lovely siblings of warmer summer, icy winter, sister of autumn color
We marked our presence when we wake up, on the land
None is together when one is there
But as you here for my April
Here Bradford pears
is our gift to you
Lovely write sir! _Soul
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Play the song dear birds, breathing the blue air and white cotton wool in the sky... A lovely siblings of warmer summer, icy winter, sister of autumn color We marked our presence when we wake up, on the land None is together when one is there But as you here for my April Here Bradford pears is our gift to you Lovely write sir! _Soul