I see you in my dreams, I do swear it
Your presence neither had nor requited,
And O my countenance, frowns do wear it
Gained something, somewhere, sometime delighted.
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For progress we work,
Through buildings we lurk.
Hoping for a day
For simpler days.
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A gradual suffocation beneath
A thousand sheets of egyptian cotton,
My thoughts of you haunt me through nights' bequeath
For the sad sorrows of those forgotten.
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