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I lost faith on many things those days, including in ever getting F64 to ever fix my lens, so in the end I followed my my friend's advice and bought a new, better lens - even if I still disagree with her, you can't buy happiness with money... well, unless is an enormous sum, like 1,000,000€ or such...
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Lacustine
by George Bacovia
So many nights I've heard the rain,
Have heard matter weeping ...
I am alone, my mind is drawn
Towards lacustrine dwellings.
As though I slept on wet boards,
A wave will slap me in the back -
I start from sleep, and it seems
I haven't drawn the bridge from the bank.
A void of history extends,
I find myself in the same times ...
And sense how through so much rain
The heavy timber stilts are tumbling.
So many nights I've heard the rain,
Always starting, always waiting ...
I am alone, my mind is drawn
Towards lacustrine dwellings ...
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