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- mayacafe posted on 09/22/2016A Bunch of RosesShe was happy in her marriageEven though her husband was coldThe man had a bad temperAnd she complained he was never tenderFor already more than three yearsShe receives mysterious letters from a strangerfull of poetryWho could it be writing her verses,Please tell me who could it beWho could be sending her flowers in the spring
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- mayacafemaya posted on 01/19/2003Alone From childhood's hour I have not been As others were--I have not seen As others saw--I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone. Then--in my childhood--in the dawn Of a most stormy life--was drawn From ev'ry depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, of the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain,
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