"What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.“
William Wordsworth
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... AND IN PARTS OF pre'morning AGREES FOR FRIDAY ... The wolf ...
... And shouts speaks languages of family ANIMAL IN ...
PRE-VIEW historical ... ... ... travel alone with hunger ...
... in shadow he walks OF MAN ... ASSUMES THE RISK ...
... walking STEPS IN MEN ALWAYS the right way ...
... the smell doesn't go wrong ... this his THE WAY ...
IN forgotten bush ... ... ... FURTIVe
... half sleeped ... they wont count on you ...
... youre the punisher shows Lost ...
... Who decides
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