A pretty woman
A pretty woman visits villa.
She reads the poem of Emily Dickinson there.
For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.
a tree house
I made a tree house in the woods.
Sometimes many birds visit the house for enjoying with me.
Yesterday a bird stay on the my head for the first time.
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