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A refined poetic imagination, Anabel. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.

I would love to live in dreamland. But then there are stars In the sky that I can’t let go of them, They are my only reason to open my eyes …one of them is you This is the saving grace, Anabel, just fantastic; the rest will still live with you - nightmares; memories under or on top of the taable, and more; dreams. For you keep your eyes open and there are stars, there will always be stars, if we would only raise our glance to the heavens, as you have marvellously done, Anabel. ____________________________________________