restricted access 18. I'm Sorry for Having Let a Broad River Pass
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1 8 I am sorry for having let a broad river pass through my fingers without drinking a single drop. Now I'm sinking into the stone. A small pine-tree in the red soil is all the company I have. Whatever I loved vanished with the houses that were new last summer and collapsed in the autumn wind. 25 ...