Love built a stately
House where Fortune came
And spinning fancies
She was heard to say
That her fine cobwebs
Did support the frame
Whereas they were
Supported by the same;
But Wisdom quickly swept
Them all away
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i know my upper arms will grow flabby it's true of all the women in my family i know that the purple views like dead fish in Seine ...
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I didn't want to wait on my knees In a room made quiet by waiting. A room where we'd listen for the rise Of breath, the bur...
