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I hearkened thee enunciating, “Those who oft visit thy swevens in sooth miss thee”. I can not sweven thine Eden. I do not sweven— Thou bequeathed me insomnolence.
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
Bequeathed Insomnolence
I hearkened thee enunciating, “Those who oft visit thy swevens in sooth miss thee”. I can not sweven thine Eden. I do not sweven— Thou bequeathed me insomnolence.
ubaid-majeed
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
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