Tuesday, December 24, 2013

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Urging my horse into the wind, I spare
No spur. Woods, valleys, rocks, in surge rush by
And vanish like a torrent's furious foam;
And by the swirl of images I'm stunned.
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Adam Mickiewicz

Adam Mickiewicz

Zavosse, Nowogródek
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