"I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings"

Excerpt from I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings:

I couldn't tell fact from fiction,
Or if the dream was true
My only sure prediction
In this world was you.
I'd touch your features inchly. Beard love and dared the cost, The
sented spiel reeled me unreal And I found my senses lost.

Author: Maya Angelou
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