As I passed along the... «The White Book»
zer-012 апреля 2021As I passed along the narrow trail, vaulted with a mass of intertwined tree limbs, where the birds’ high trill put me in mind of skylarks, it occurred to me that all of these things had at one time been dead. These trees and birds, paths and streets, houses and trams, and all of these people.
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