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Whispering thoughts to one's idlest fancy, Imagining feelings to one's innermost soul. Babbling inanities, crying insanities, Wondering, wandering alone and alone. Where does it take one, where does it want one, where does it seduce one along the strange source of forbidden mysteries, of unexplored paths, of untouched feelings, of ecstasies unknown, or unthought of. Where will it end?

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Date: 2/8/2016 11:55:00 AM
John, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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