i fed it to the page
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
"mine's a garden," she said.
"Y'all didn't think I'd be making Solomon's garden."
the artistry of Ms. [ ] at the elderly home, NC.
Song of Solomon 4:16
"Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out."
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