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The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And
I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths
and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say. (JRRT)
Моими глазами Творчество Стихи Проза Любимое Разное Уходя… |