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Cold as the northern winds
In December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
From this far distant shore.
Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?
(Enya, 'Exile' )
The Strbske Pleso Lake in the High Tatra Mountains.
Slovakia
June 2012
In December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
From this far distant shore.
Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?
(Enya, 'Exile' )
The Strbske Pleso Lake in the High Tatra Mountains.
Slovakia
June 2012
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love the reflections