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Winter Stores by Charlotte Brontë

Winter Stores by Charlotte Brontë We take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, From tears and sadness free. And, haply, Death unstrings his bow, And Sorrow stands apart, … Continue reading

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