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What I dream I had: Pressed in organdy; Clothed in crinoline of smoky burgundy; Softer than the rain.I wandered empty streets Down past the shop displays.I heard cathedral bells Tripping down the alley ways, As I walked on. And when you ran to me Your cheeks flushed with the night. We walked on frosted fields of juniper and lamplight,I held your hand. And when I awoke and felt you warm and near,I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears. Oh I love you, girl. Oh, I love you.
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