Wandering With Words

Random musings of a reckless soul.

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              ~ Edgar Allan Poe.

As I read this, the following aria from The Bohemian Girl popped up in my mind :

When other lips and other hearts
Their tales of love shall tell,
In language whose excess imparts
The power they feel so well:
There may, perhaps, in such a scene,
Some recollection be
Of days that have as happy been,
And you’ll remember me!

*We make several friends in our life, some stay along and some carry on. This is for those with whom I have lost touch.*

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Author: parchedsouls

Diploma in Fashion Design. M.A in English Literature. Bachelor of Education. Teacher.

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