Dream III 2 Replies splash’d was my mind with a whisper of hue on furlough of age forgotten of entities that never were and when my eyes yawn’d and left their pillow strain’d I my intellect only to remember none of it and still but a partial play in a future slumber Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
loujen haxm'Yor Post authorJanuary 18, 2024 at 6:15 pm Many thanx for your visit, orededrum. Art Reply ↓
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Many thanx for your visit, orededrum.
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