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by a_wanderer
5867 days ago
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"I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core."
-- Lake Ilse of Innisfree, W. B. Yeats |
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