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![]() This area scrolls, so you can put as much as you like.This area has css elements so you will need to choose b for bold i for italic u for underline or s for strikethrough. Leave those codes with their brackets out if you just want normal text. ![]() Poetry Can Go Here. To Mary I sleep with thee, and wake with thee, And yet thou art not there; I fill my arms with thoughts of thee, And press the common air. Thy eyes are gazing upon mine When thou art out of sight; My lips are always touching thine At morning, noon, and night. I think and speak of other things To keep my mind at rest, But still to thee my memory clings Like love in woman's breast. I hide it from the world's wide eye And think and speak contrary, But soft the wind comes from the sky And whispers tales of Mary. The night-wind whispers in my ear, The moon shines on my face; |
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