Freitag, 5. Februar 2010
Montag, 1. Februar 2010
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Wake the serpent not -- lest he
Should not know which way to go;
Let him crawl while yet he's sleeping
Through the deep grass of the meadow
Not a bee shall hear him creeping
Not a worm shall see his shadow
Not a may fly shall awaken
From its cradling bluebell shaken
In the starlight as he's sliding
Through the grass with silent gliding.
Dienstag, 5. Januar 2010
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