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" ...And strange, sweet dreams, Like silent streams That from new fountains overflow, With the earlier tide Of rivers glide Deep in the heart whose hope has died..."The Forest Reverie. Edgar Allan Poe

And strange, sweet dreams, Like silent streams That from new fountains overflow, With the earlier tide Of rivers glide Deep in the heart whose hope has died."The Forest Reverie. Edgar Allan Poe (from previous pinner)

untrustyou:Antonis Theodoridis

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet And a freight train running…