The Paradigm, Richard.
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As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, / All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars / Flying with the ricks, and the horses / Flashing into the dark. — Fern Hill. Dylan Thomas. For any inquiries, please contact @megrelica.
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