Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar...
Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar...
Home again, his native land he was born of it and his bones will sleep in it . . .
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