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I sadden not because it's notI sadden because it cannot beIf given the chance to have anotherThe chance would soon outgrow me
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Only in sleep I see their faces,Children I played with when I was a child,Louise comes back with her brown hair braided,Annie with ringlets warm and wild.......
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