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04 May 2012 @ 02:35 pm
there are things that drift away, like our endless numbered days  
And not expecting pardon,
Hardened in heart anew,
But glad to have sat under
Thunder and rain with you,
And grateful too
For sunlight on the garden.

- Louis MacNeice

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