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I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? 
And that I was a maiden Queen 
Guarded by an Angel mild: 
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled! 

And I wept both night and day, 
And he wiped my tears away; 
And I wept both day and night, 
And hid from him my heart's delight. 

So he took his wings, and fled; 
Then the morn blushed rosy red. 
I dried my tears, and armed my fears 
With ten-thousand shields and spears. 

Soon my Angel came again; 
I was armed, he came in vain; 
For the time of youth was fled, 
And grey hairs were on my head.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 2/27/2018 10:16:00 PM
Delightful poem, Amaira. Beautifully executed poetry.
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Amaira Josephine
Date: 3/15/2018 8:07:00 AM
Thank you :)
Date: 2/27/2018 7:36:00 AM
Ah, young love, lost in time. But was it a dream of wishing for that one last glimse of an 'Angel' or acceptance, too late? A lovely poem Amaira. warm regards, Laura.
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Date: 2/26/2018 6:09:00 AM
It s a really beautiful written poem, I really enjoyed the imaginations you have put in it and your angel, in real life angels willn t help us, God will, through a source, whenever we are hopeless, he ll sent a angel in a form of a person to help us, good luck and welcome to ps, I m sure that you ll love your stay here
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Amaira Josephine
Date: 3/15/2018 8:09:00 AM
Thank you so much for your appreciation :)
Date: 2/25/2018 7:11:00 AM
nicely written! realy enjoyed this. welcome to the soup! looking to read more!
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