My daylight hours forbid a thought of thee.
I must not even write thy name on rainy
Steamed-up windowpane. The leaves of windy
Whispering tree may comfort me by naming
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Wonderful romantic atmosphere. Beautiful write, Fay. Warm regards, Sandra