Jack Kerouac. The Dharma Bums (№ 198832)
It happens in the woods, they always look familiar, long-forgotten, like the face of a long dead relative, like a long sleep, as borne by the waves a fragment of forgotten song, and most of all like Golden eternities of past childhood or past life, just living and dying, a million years ago that's the same aching heart, and the clouds drifting over head, confirmed this sense of his lonely znakomomu.
№ 198832 Added
MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 20:15
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