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But why mourn the woes of winter, when the birds lay stark and stiff so stern was Ida's snow? Or summers scorch, on a lazy noon, when the sea fell level and asleep under a windless sky? Why mourn old woes? Their pain has passed.

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Summer Goals:

Clean room. Finish/Start online classes. -Earth Science -Government Portfolio things. North Carolina. HARRY POTTER MIDNIGHT SHOWING.