"There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in."
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Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Lost World
" Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again"
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again"
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