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Usually, summer afternoons are spelt by The smell of you Usually, summer afternoons are spelt by The smell of you
Today when I stepped into my garden, I felt an Eternal Tranquility descend into me. Today when I stepped into my garden, I felt an Eternal Tranquility descend in...
For earth waits too, watching tides swell to fly away to distant leagues beyond her reach For earth waits too, watching tides swell to fly away to distant leagues beyond ...
Painkillers, these poems are remedies in my open hand, Painkillers, these poems are remedies in my open hand,