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“I know that I hung on a windy tree
nine long nights,
wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin,
myself to myself,
on that tree of which no man knows
from where its roots run.
No bread did they give me nor a drink from a ho,
downwards I peered;
I took up the runes, screaming I took them,
then I fell back from there.”
ما را در سایت من فکر میکنم پس تو هستی دنبال می کنید
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