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claudiadelionlac

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There was a time when in late afternoon / The four-o’clocks would fold up at day’s close / Pink-white in prayer, and ’neath the floating moon / I lay with them in calm and sweet repose.

"Adolescence" by Claude McKay (1889-1948)

[Claudia in red post can be found here!]

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