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Dec 2015
I went to SLEEP with a Diadem -
Upon my hand;
The Valley of Serenity held Prosy,
During that wedding grand.

I awoke from Sleep -
When the Gem was Gone from my hand;
And now I weep,
With Sorrow at my command.
Charlotte Huston
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Charlotte Huston  25/F/Brooklyn
(25/F/Brooklyn)   
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