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Sonnet 14 How oft I've seen thee when I close my eyes--Sonnet 14 by ~eqos
Thine image on my eyelids ever pressed
Does make sleep seem as an elusive prize.
With thee in it, my mind can not find rest.
I seek throughout the night for nepenthe,
But find no such cool fountain for my toil;
And so I beg that thou will repent thee,
Uproot thyself from my mind's fertile soil.
And yet thy visage looms forever on,
Infecting all my dreams with thoughts of thee,
And when I find the night is spent and gone,
I ope my eyes, expecting thee to see.
But only in my mind do thou abide,
And only in my heart are we allied.
Winter Downs 
Sta.sh
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