When summer lies upon the world,
and in a noon of gold.
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves
the dreams of trees unfold.
_J. R. R. Tolkien
(The Lord of the Rings)
When summer lies upon the world,
and in a noon of gold.
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves
the dreams of trees unfold.
_J. R. R. Tolkien
(The Lord of the Rings)
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