“The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
 The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling overflows;
The happy days unclouded to their close;
The sudden joys that our of darkness start
As flames from ashes;
swift desires that dart
Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!”

Karat & Neva & Maja & Branimir

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