[…]Sudden in a shaft of sunlightEven while the dust movesThere rises the hidden laughterOf ch
[…]Sudden in a shaft of sunlightEven while the dust movesThere rises the hidden laughterOf children in the foliageQuick now, here, now, always—Ridiculous the waste sad timeStretching before and after.— T.S. EliotFrom Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton -- source link
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