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.day twenty-one

Day Twenty-One
twenty-first january


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Listen. The minstrels sing,
In the departed villages. The nightingale,
Dust in the buried wood, flies on the grains of her wings
And spells on the winds of the dead his winter's tale.

Excerpt from "A Winter's Tale".
by Dylan Thomas



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