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ENOUGH
A FRAGMENT FROM THE NOTE-BOOK OF A DEAD ARTIST
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'Enough,' I said to myself as I moved with lagging steps over the steep mountainside down to the quiet little brook. 'Enough,' I said again, as I drank in the resinous fragrance of the pinewood, strong and pungent in the freshness of falling evening. 'Enough,' I said
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