"Call me the Monarch Butterflypain is now but rust upon my heart;old loves are scattered like mothsand my contemptible thoughtsare as loosened wool;this must be my day of resurrection for the father of flame weeps,his wife has shed her load;and this day!
Evil is weaned from suckling.
|Publisher:||Tate Publishing & Enterprises, L.L.C.|
|Product dimensions:||5.70(w) x 8.60(h) x 0.70(d)|
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