Hail is the whitest of grain;
it is whirled from the vault of heaven
and is tossed about by gusts of wind
and then it melts into water.
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Hail is the whitest of grain;
it is whirled from the vault of heaven
and is tossed about by gusts of wind
and then it melts into water.
“De strijd zelf naar hoger op is genoeg om het hart van een mens te vullen. Je moet je verbeelden dat Sisyphus gelukkig is.” Albert Camus
The Debate continues.....
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