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O blessed sleep!

  My life, as it passed thus, was indeed hateful to me, and it was during sleep alone that I could taste joy. O blessed sleep! Fra side 259 i Frankenstein av Mary Shelley.  Jeg har også en   bokblogg    og en   musikkblogg

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a dense and frightful darkness

an insurmountable barrier

all sound

and make others so.

Fear overcame me

mine to protect, love, and cherish

I have no friend, Margaret

foretaste of those icy climes

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