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The arrow and the song
I shot an arrow into the air
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow in its flight
I breathed a song into the air
It fell to earth, I knew not where,
For who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of a song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from the beginning to end
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longefellow
(For my friends who are miles away: Marianne A., Giannis T., Evrydiki G., Pashalis A., Akis A., Geitry, Z.M. and my brothers Giorgos and Andreas, who are miles away)
