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You woke in the morning with the weight of doom on your head. You lay with eyes shut wondering why you dreaded the day was it a debt, was it a lost love? -and then you remembered the nightmare....This was no time for beauty, for love, or private future....There was no future everyone waited, marked time, waited. For what?

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Dawn Powell
Age: 68 †
Born: 1896
Born: November 28
Died: 1965
Died: November 14
Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Mount Gilead
Ohio
Lost
Head
Wondering
Time
Wonder
Nightmare
Love
Beauty
Shut
Eyes
Remembered
Dreaded
Morning
Lays
Waited
Future
Debt
Woke
Eye
Private
Marked
Everyone
Weight
Doom

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I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head on the pillow - sometimes his arm thrown over on my bed - and I kiss his hand, very softly so that it will not waken him.
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