| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - now.Still my heart finds no rest; come, flower, ease my woe;In it are the colours of the sun that wonderful May gave us.Autumn???s arriving, winter???s going, the wilting flower finds his end.braintumblerexperimentFollowtokyo ghoulhidehideyoshi nagachikahidekanefor the record i really hope he is not dead and i do not *think* he is but that possibility existsoh and that song up there is a children's
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