She crawled into her small bed, dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. He wore a long coat, beautifully flowered, and a hat with a turned up brim. That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft. Abruptly would come the end. She could not bear the shame of it. “And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. He's neighbourly; he has a jingle for every ache and joy I've had.
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