The depths of first love seemed a light in the dark, for this feeling was wild and restless.
Narrow Loneliness
I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.
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The depths of first love seemed a light in the dark, for this feeling was wild and restless.
I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.