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 Sidste skoledag 1959 |
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 Stonehenge They sit there forever on the dim horizon of my mind, that Stonehenge circle of elderly disapproving Faces --Faces of the Uncles and Schoolmasters and Tutors who frowned on my youth. In the bright centre and sunlight I leap, I caper, I dance my dance, but when I look up, I see they are not deceived.
For nothing ever placates them,
approval that ring of bleak and contemptuous Faces.nothing ever moves to a look of Venligst indsendt af Jens Langkilde
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