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Sans Pen

Is there no pen in sight Or tablet to inscribe How may I then enthrall Visions to Imbibe So, I raise my glass To merry thoughts of Spring Far beyond the lull of Fall Sans pen, I may drink

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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