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"The elms and the poplars were turning their ruffled backs to a sudden onslaught of wind, and black thunderhead loomed above Ramsdale´s white church tower when I looked around me for the last time [min kursiv]."
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
"The elms and the poplars / Were turning their backs / Past the rumbling stations / We followed the tracks / We found an untrodden path / And followed it down / The moon in the sky / Like a dislodged crown"
Nick Cave, "The Loom of the Land"
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