Yes this is what just happened to me! I'm in bed writing a poem, well I've closed the document now to come back to it at a later stage, and a line from one of Christina Rossetti's poems wrote itself onto the page. Now obviously I don't want to pawn this line as my own (as if) but maybe I'll allow its presence in italic. Anyway I feel quite chirpy, like the birds, probably because it is spring and because I've rinsed my mind in silence.
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