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Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage which we did not take

Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose garden

- T.S. Eliot, Burnt Norton

(Murals by Nick Hamilton in Manchester UK)

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October 6, 2024
eliot, loss, love, poetry, solidarity
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