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"Into my heart on air that kills
     From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
     What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
     I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
     And cannot come again."
- A. E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad XL (via proustitute)
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