The broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith

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    The broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith

     Perdure 
    delphinium, 
    serous dahlia sparked live, 
    flowered fine, variegated, 
    gorgeous veins, sage spores of gossamery, 
    gorged chassis filled, precious tonic, 
    choate noumenon, choked woe, 
    splendiferous perfect blossom, 
    most exquisite fear, 
    all that I need. 
    Love me.   

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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.

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