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[armonico_tribut]

mending wall

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To

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[copemate]

i'm feeling epic when reading this

[armonico_tribut]

you could say 'elves' )

[armonico_tribut]

hardly different