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    When I sleep I dream and when I dream I wake up, than when I wake up I fall asleep.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    AnouLo’s Poems (12)

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