In Dreams By Alex Cornett
In dreams The hothouse flowers So carefully cultivated Their bouquet so refined May haunt you Yet on waking And recalling your penury Fret not For in the forests and fields Lay wildflowers of surpassing beauty
In dreams The hothouse flowers So carefully cultivated Their bouquet so refined May haunt you
Yet on waking And recalling your penury Fret not For in the forests and fields Lay wildflowers of surpassing beauty
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