FableWhen I look back I seem to remember singing. Impenetrable, those walls, we thought, Yet, for all it was quiet and warm as a hand, But for a while the dance went on – |
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FableWhen I look back I seem to remember singing. Impenetrable, those walls, we thought, Yet, for all it was quiet and warm as a hand, But for a while the dance went on – |
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