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1 Text,  47 | sun-embroidered green gloom slowly spread over my heart. I forgot
2 Text,  50 |          tattered piece of mat and spread it in the courtyard. With
3 Text,  51 |       comes through the window and spread itself upon thy bed. The
4 Text,  56 |            earth. ~The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of
5 Text,  78 |          tired and panting, when I spread my bed low in the dust,
6 Text,  79 |          it on the wanton wind and spread it in varied wonders. ~And
7 Text,  102|          my God, let all my senses spread out and touch this world