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Anybody remember how anxious and thrilled we were in those last months of the 20th century?
Well, At Least There Was Good Stuff to Read: The Books of the Decade
PABLO NERUDA - Love
Love Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands; how did your lips feel on mine?Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye .

