| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - my friend... was back under the trees... in the shade... wondering what was real and what was dream... and how many travellers had been this way... and looked at the valley through new eyes... maybe everything is a dream?... and thinking about pebbles and streams... things that change and things that endure... and relaxed and comfortable... came back to full realisation of the present.
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