Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell. — Henry Ward Beecher
Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell. — Henry Ward Beecher
Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell. — Henry Ward Beecher
Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell. — Henry Ward Beecher
Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell. — Henry Ward Beecher
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Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell.

— Henry Ward Beecher
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