Tell me what's happening to me?
Why is my heart beating so fervently?
why has this madness, like a wave,
Broken through the rock of habit?
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Some lines are extraordinarily beautiful...From the shimmering lines of life I extract a forgotten phrase...
a lovable but green will not be here to shine s it a thief who turns his lantern Upon the crowd of dreary letters? I can't help reading the phrase, But haven't the strength to go back...
This poem leaves me wondering, what the *forgotten phrase*?