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The Garden of Love By William Blake I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires. its been a long strange trip.....

Francisco Luis

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Posthumous work of the Colombian poet born in Don Matias on January 20, 1948. 175 Sonnets For The Twenty First Century And A Circadian Musical. Sonnets in spanish (Euphonic Exercises)

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