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But if the while I think of thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 30

Return a dream to the fantasy, from where it was chose,
To unlatch anew ’tis from within an old one must be closed.

glh, Rumination 19,541,231

Written by glh

December 2, 2011 at 23:04

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