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"THE SMALLE RAYNE DOWNE CAN RAYNE?" You bloom in my mind like a fast forward film of a flower going from seed to blossom in a second or seven I looking down from on high as you pass by under the bridge you " no bigger than your head" that line from Lear a chestnut red flowing over your shoulders you the only one with head uncovered everyone else suddenly become an umbrella with legs a river of people flowing down the street like different coloured leaves and you look up and even from this distance of several years or more your smile the only thing I see. . . Death unable to take that from me. *** WESTRIB WYNDE Westron wynde, when wyll thow blow The smalle rayne downe can rayne? Cryst yf my love were in my armys, And I yn my bed agayne!
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 6:20 PM UTC
"THE SMALLE RAYNE DOWNE CAN RAYNE?"
"THE SMALLE RAYNE DOWNE CAN RAYNE?" You bloom in my mind like a fast forward film of a flower going from seed to blossom in a second or seven I looking down from on high as you pass by under the bridge you " no bigger than your head" that line from Lear a chestnut red flowing over your shoulders you the only one with head uncovered everyone else suddenly become an umbrella with legs a river of people flowing down the street like different coloured leaves and you look up and even from this distance of several years or more your smile the only thing I see. . . Death unable to take that from me. *** WESTRIB WYNDE Westron wynde, when wyll thow blow The smalle rayne downe can rayne? Cryst yf my love were in my armys, And I yn my bed agayne!
donall-dempsey
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 6:20 PM UTC
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