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"The sweet small clumsy feet of april came into the ragged meadow of my soul."

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April, like a child, Writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers, Wipes them away and forgets.

— Rabindranath Tagore

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He capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he speaks holiday, he smells April and May.

— William Shakespeare

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