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Otoo s in ted oods. A labourer told us of is called S he weed.
ed from La a. And t a candle t able. An’ old me t o Stle fello as of t, and at last it brougo t vanis him.”
A old me of a sig sain deep pool in tile from t blast of rees and broken and fell into ter out of it up to t myself I only sating trees fell. Dark clothes he had on, and he was headless.”
A man told me t one day, o catcain field, full of boulders and bus is o t a button t if I fling a pebble on to t bus ay on it,” meaning t tted t be able to go t. So ook up “a pebble of co t of it t beautiful music t ever it he bush.”
I often entangle myself in argument more complicated to rue nature of apparitions, but at otimes I say as Socrates said ure is full of people some of tesque, and some iful beyond any one far a places. Even at any moment I mig kno times explore every little nook of some poor coppice anxious footsteps, so deep a ion upon me.
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