She comes to me in dreams at night. And holds me as she used to do. But disappears by morning light So I am left to grieve anew.. ... Read full text
A lovely, melancholy poem.
A lovely, melancholy poem, like a slow funeral march.
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12/19/2025 1:37:33 PM # 1.0.0
A lovely, melancholy poem.