Barbara Newhall Follett famous quote #57

My dreams are going through their death flurries. I thought they were all safely buried but sometimes they stir in their grave making my heartstrings twinge. I mean no particular dream you understand but the whole radiant flock of them togetherwith their rainbow wings iridescent bright soaring glorious sublime. They are dying before the steel javelins and arrows of a world of Time and Money.

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