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Footfalls echo in the memory Towards the door we never opened
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T. S. Eliot Quote: Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.
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Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden. My words echo Thus, in your mind.
Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden. My words echo Thus, in your mind.
Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door
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