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Rabindranath Tagore - Lover`s Gifts XXVIII: I DreamtRabindranath Tagore - Lover`s Gifts XXVIII: I Dreamt
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I dreamt that she sat by my head, tenderly ruffling my hair with her fingers, playing the melody of her touch. I looked at her face and struggled with my tears, till the agony of unspoken words burst my sleep like a bubble.     I sat up and saw the glow of the Milky Way above my window, like a world of silence on fire, and I wondered if at this moment she had a dream that rhymed with mine.
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