Whimsical Walkabout

Location: Private Estate

 

Sitting Paragon: Whim

 

 

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from the film "Walkabout"

~A. E. Housman~

 

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.

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Done