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Jan 2019
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As silence calmed and evening reigned
she ceased to note the hour of day.

She fell as guest to natures arms
with crowns of apprehension flown
she entered her Elysium.

In sleep her garlands of reserve
with transient petulance forgone.

In innocence of pride and wealth
and faculty of thought regained
she woke in festal light.
Written by
Michael Edwards
214
   Fawn
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