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![]() Don't drown the poem in deep plane trees; nurture it with what earth and rock you have. For things beyond this - to find them dig in this same place. The white sheet of paper, harsh mirror, gives back only what you were. seferis - summer solstice fuji superia Posted by alek on 07/21/2008 Archives: yashica-D, all, mediumformat, blinding scrutiny of reality |
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