Song of childhood When the child was a child It walked with its arms swinging, wanted teh brook to be a river, the river to be a torrent, and this puddle to be the sea. When the child was a child, ... Posted by on Sat, 05 Nov 2005 08:46:00 GMT
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september sun's gold summer is almost over clarity of mind? Posted by on Tue, 13 Sep 2005 17:03:00 GMT
