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The dusk, wearied, Handed over to the dawn, Who from the halt, carried His light to the lawn. He stirred thus, Yawned and rolled over. He wanted to sit up, But he was yet to settle the bearer. There was a knock, That flung open his eyes. And again, a second knock. “Who is there?ContinueContinue reading “The Girl Next Door Iii”