March Winds

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scope the hope of wind:

cleaner, mover, power-maker,

vision creator

Borders

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illustrator: Cherkasov

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Can you find the 16 mythical animals in the borders?

Every border morphs

with flight, might and sight: behold

 chi·a·ro·scu·ro!

I-90

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4G network joins

me in the Rogue- company

sublime to greet you!

 

 

Beauty

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She Walks in Beauty

by Lord Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night
     Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
     Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
     Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
     Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
     Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
     How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
     So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
     But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
     A heart whose love is innocent!

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