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Apr 2016
The wine of Love is music,
   And the feast of Love is song:
And when Love sits down to the banquet,
   Love sits long:

Sits long and ariseth drunken,
   But not with the feast and the wine;
He reeleth with his own heart,
   That great rich Vine.

James Thomson (Bysshe Vanolis).
4/25/2016.
Trevon Haywood
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Trevon Haywood  Springfield, MA
(Springfield, MA)   
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