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July, after June.
July, summer after June, spring!
O the days leaves warm to thrive.
And the women on the shore
will feed bread Or the amour in sight.
Not has been said; not the end of the year.
Lemonade under the luminous...
O the days leaves warm to thrive.
And the women on the shore
will feed bread Or the amour in sight.
Not has been said; not the end of the year.
Lemonade under the luminous...
