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A look back , at fleeting shadows and morns brilliantly bright.
At summer skies and love under moonlight and heavenly skies.
At lost treasures, gems one can wonder at having ever been able to hold.
At youthful folly, wild nature and ponder why some reckless fools live so long...
And in all of that, still yearn to walk in morn's new glow and day's great promise....
with hopes of wondrous dreams to come...