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somewhere I belong

splendor in the grass

parcul mare – casa mea de suflet, cluj

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind…

(Spendor in the grass, 1961)

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