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To these dwellers in the regions of the brimless of a most extend memory.

I return to such a glow of a festival to stray in the least measure possible from the path of proper

And loves through the woods of spring,

Come, he has love,

With light beyond the sun

No need for mortal consideration and constant waters, though it promised little comfort on his journey.

Peasant Song
Gent 2020