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The Taste Of Rain -- Why Kneel?

Details Are The Life Of Prose.

I Was Suddenly Left With Nothing In My Hands But A Handful Of Crazy Stars.

I Felt Free And Therefore I Was Free.

And There In The Blue Air I Saw For The First Time, Far Off, The Great Snowy Tops Of The Rocky Mountains. I Had To Get To Denver At Once.