Monday, May 21, 2012
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There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or pity or love or dread, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day....or for many years or stretching cycles of years. [Walt Whitman]
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Aw! How I would love to adorn my house like this!
A wall of books is my dream. The Kindle eBooks will never replace my real books...cheers!
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