November 11, 2013
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November 9, 2013
Megleno jutro / Foggy Morning
...srečna, draga vas domača, kjer hiša mojega stoji očeta;
de b' uka žeja me iz tvojga svéta speljala ne bila, goljfiva kača!
...happy village, my old home - my father's cottage stands there to this day.
The lure of learning beckoned me away. Its serpent wiles enticing me to roam....
(F. Prešeren)
November 8, 2013
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