the sea within us, continued
"and year by year our memory fades From all the circles of the hill"
Thursday, June 9, 2011
'twas an eerie, beautiful stroll, the walk along the Burma-Thailand railway: we felt all about us the ghosts of those long since under earth, now the froth that stirs in the undergrowth
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