Her heart was the one thing she'd always been sure of. Often she imagined of how it would be like to lose it, the thrill and the anxiety of the fall. She'd always wondered who it would be who would make everything inside her yearn. How they would be together--for in her dreams he loved her as well.

Sleep sleep and get to bed
Before my eye close
And I become unread

Responsibility without power, the fate of the secretary through the ages.

I was in the utmost astonishment, and roared so loud that they all ran back in a fright; and some of them, as I was afterwards told, were hurt with the falls they got by leaping from my sides upon the ground. However, they soon returned,

Written By Jonathan Swift

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