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Everyone I met was kind and warm, each was my friend.
Broken dreams and toys my mom and dad could quickly mend.
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Having quit the days of dragon dreams and
castles in the sky,
far below the arching rainbows where my memories still fly.
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I linger longing listfully to shed this greying hair
and once again chase puppy dogs and angels through the air.
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~Ordinary Guy~
This Applet is by David Griffiths
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