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I was born in a region that was still a little bit wild Sam; and in the meantime my father's birthplace was in a smalll contryside village. I preserve a memory of nature that in big cities is a little bit lost. Harpo47
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December 30, 2007
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afzal50
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December 30, 2007
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The analogy contained within this poem is striking and prevalent. Touching nature so closely with human emotion. sam
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sam444
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