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Wednesday, 13 March 2013. How is beauty presented in broken dreams. In broken dreams Yeats focuses on how age shows true beauty, Yeats says that maude gonne is so beautiful that it has become burdensome and also her true beauty turn away young men but keeps Yeats still in love with her. Wednesday, 12 December 2012. The end of the handmaids tale. Whilst she goes through relationship with the commander, she falls in love with nick, whilst still married to luke! Tuesday, 6 November 2012. I think not. .CONTENT
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