I HAD BEEN THE FLUTE FOR EVERY SHEPERD I HAD BEEN THE ARROW WHO HUNT EVERY LEPERD I HAD NEVER BEEN WILLIAM SHAKSPEER I AM NOT CHARLOT BRONTEY MY DEAR I AM WHO I AM BUT I AM HERE TO YOU VERY NEAR I CAN WRITE YOU THOUSANDS OF THOUGHTS VERY HIGH SOME TIME I HOLD YOU IN YOUR SUN IN THE SKY SOME TIME I... Sign in to see full entry.