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I Dreamt of Solemn Bliss
I dreamt of solemn bliss,
The trees withered to and fro.
I heard the beating of mine own heart.
Sweet kisses blown to the wind,
I am aroused by the beautiful fragrance of leaves.
Mellowing in my own darkest path.
Ah the flowers blooming in my sight they grow,
The distinct pleasures of what withers when I rest.
I lay asleep in natures beauty a long silence drifts me to sleep.
- Author: Marianne Trox
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