Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, i have enjoyed perfect exhilaration. i am glad to the brink of fear.
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Crossing A Bare Common, In Snow Puddles
Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, i have enjoyed perfect exhilaration. i am glad to the brink of fear.
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