Yongle VoynichAug 311 min readIf OnlyIf words returned toThoughts. And frost fell down as sleet,All the crows would flee.ForIf words sprung intoThoughts; winter warmed back to spring,All the larks would sing.
If words returned toThoughts. And frost fell down as sleet,All the crows would flee.ForIf words sprung intoThoughts; winter warmed back to spring,All the larks would sing.
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