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PeaceMaker_Inc
Soul Shriven
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Edited by PeaceMaker_Inc on February 6, 2019 5:30PM Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams, I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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