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The daisy-chain girl (Free verse) by richa

The length of a daisy chain is no measure, we are not in ancient rome, one must do like us to live in the orchard-- 'shake the low branches till apples are dropped and buckets are full and stalks are to be re-hung with new fruit' 'or one's knotted daisies'.

albert 17-Feb-04/3:25 PM
Buttery, lovely and locked up. Not unlike my buns!




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