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2009-02-16 21:57:28
2009-02-16 19:08:36
In winter, when the fields are white, / I sing this song for your delight. / In spring, when woods are getting green, / I'll try and tell you what I mean. // In summer, when the days are long, / Perhaps you'll understand the song. / In autumn, when the leaves are brown, / Take a pen and ink, and write it down. – from “In Winter When Fields Are White” by Lewis Carroll