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Love Poems
2016 | Fiction & Poetry
I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me - who knows how? - To thy window chamber, sweet! Percy Bysshe Shelley
Max Morris
(Author)
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