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Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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"Wth umbled hair of swarms of bees,
And flower-robes dancing in the breeze,
with sweet, unsteady lotus-glances,
Intoxicated, Spring advances."
Translated from Sanskrit poem
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Not Hannah
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Gorgeous!
6:10 AM
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Gorgeous!
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