Beckoning Quote by Freya Stark Download Open image “The beckoning counts, and not the clicking of the latch behind you.” — Freya Stark ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Beckoning Behind you Behinds Latches Travel
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