Thursday, January 21, 2010

Vagabondism #249

249 The echoes of forgotten words have been absorbed by the hills, catalogues of shame and honor.

1 comment:

Liz said...

The hills ring with words sung by the few for the many so that no thought may die but only rest among the dreams of all.


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