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Not as good as a book - it makes a very poor doorstop.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
“Memory”, A Poem
Memory
William Butler Yeats
and two or three had charm,
but charm and face were in vain,
because the mountain grass
cannot but keep the form
where the mountain hare has lain.
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