victoria thorne
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31.7.12
(that hews mountain and continent, Earth, all, out; who, with trickling increment, Veins violets and tall trees makes more and more) Could
crowd career with conquest while there went
Those years and years by of world without event
That in Majorca Alfonso watched the door
-g. m. hopkins
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