Ian Mason
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AUGUST 18

I pant for the music which is divine,
My heart in its thirst is a dying flower;
Pour forth the sound like enchanted wine,
Loosen the notes in a silver shower;
Like a herbless plain, for the gentle rain,
I gasp, I faint, till they wake again.

Music
Shelley



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01:46 AM - Aug 18, 2023
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