A statement of sorts

 

” We sometimes feel a kinship with, and are strangely drawn to the dead, the long long dead, the men who knew not life in towns, and felt no strangeness in the sun and wind and rain. In such a mood on that evening I went to one of those lonely barrows. “

                                                                                                                          W. H. Hudson 

 

 

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