MY NEW HEBRIDES
OVERTURE
Once I got it, I felt I didn't care
about it at all : skylight and the
fading evening of, perhaps,
a mid-Winter's gloom. Though
on the count I am not sure.
Perhaps there are huge snows
yet to come. Arrive not
quickly, you throckmorton
bums. Listen to that quite
perfect sound.
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