IN PASSING
I don't want to talk about Morreale. I'm here
to live and die, nothing more. I don't wish to
preserve the lines of that fence, make sure the
gate-latch closes, whitewash the pale, check
the shed door. I'm here to live and die, and
nothing more; and that I shall surely do.
And that, I shall surely do.
2 comments:
Indeed!
:)
Thank you, Henya. I'm quite happy here that you looked in. Happier still that you liked what you saw.
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