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Words rise out of the country. They are around us. In every month in the year we are surrounded by words.
(Shall Gaelic Die? Iain Crichton Smith)
Winter has its own dictionary, the words are a blizzard building a tower of Babel. Its grammar is like snow.
(Shall Gaelic Die? Iain Crichton Smith)
Time flies…
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