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By nicky_heart
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11/17/2023 20:32:25
Good night, my darling Rosine, the long day died in sunset's afterglow; the faint, far candles of the sky were lighted long ago. How brave they shine on me and mine from out that field of blue and one, afar, points where you are and watches over you ...
Robert
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