well, let it pass, he thought; april is over, april is over. there are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.
— f. scott fitzgerald “the sensible thing”
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well, let it pass, he thought; april is over, april is over. there are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.
— f. scott fitzgerald “the sensible thing”