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"...with narrow probing eyes..." here's my interpretation of Emily Dickinson's I Measure Every Grief I Meet.
Reading the poem The Scarecrow by Walter dela Mare with ambient music as background.
Reading the poem the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls by ee cummings accompanied by melancholic piano.
Reading the poem Do Not Go Gentle into that Goodnight by Dylan Thomas with kickass drums in the background.
Reading The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost with some soothing background music. Enjoy!
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