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By nicky_heart
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05/01/2023 16:41:09
The sky puts on the darkening blue coat held for it by a row of ancient trees; you watch: dear Nicky, and the lands grow distant in your sight, one journeying to heaven, one that falls; and leaves you, not at home in either one, not quite so still and dark as the darkened houses, not calling to eternity with the passion of what becomes a star each night, and rises; and leaves you your life, with its immensity and love, so that, now bounded, now immeasurable, it is alternately in you and the stars.
Robert  |
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