THE BIT OF SKY
into a desk, the sound were like flowers in comparison with the substantial size
yet his thin hand is not heard
the park was like a picture , in her black satin and lace
but his natural fate is fully furnished
about the room, the sweetness was like a flash of sudden lightning
alas, her old eagerness is not unusual
might we become a refuge sustained by the woman?
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