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At night I dream of things I scoff at by day.Jaclyn Dolamore
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They were full of mysteries and secrets, like... like poems turned into landscapes.""' Poems turned into landscapes.'" he murmured with a slight smile. "And what of Vestenveld's gardens? Do you see poems in them?"" Your gardens are like your country's poetry. Very frilly and organized.Jaclyn Dolamore
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Sometimes, before you make any plans or resolutions, before you declare your heroic intent to persevere, you just have to cry.Jaclyn Dolamore