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November days Bewitching in a sense I stare out of the window Muddle-headed Such sulky looks of passersby And withered roses on the desk Same sulkiness and withering in me Forever
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Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 4:41 PM UTC
November
November days Bewitching in a sense I stare out of the window Muddle-headed Such sulky looks of passersby And withered roses on the desk Same sulkiness and withering in me Forever
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joemccove
wonderland
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 4:41 PM UTC
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