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Apr 20
When they fly back to northern shores,
assemble on the moonlit ice,
after long months of paradise
and call out to the darkening east:

the April Moon is for the Geese
Grace
Written by
Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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