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Oh, how do thy dream of thou

Thou silken skin that is a whiter shade

And thou eyes-those eyes-

Dance in thy mind after midnight

That thy waken up to write about thou

In a sonnet that thy dreamt of

To waltz another dance with thy pen

As thy heart is breaking with every moment

How thy love thou?

Let thy walk the ways that thy endured

With a millstone hanging on one’s neck

And thy is penniless for a coach

Knowing thou will reject thee

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