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Maybe you remember, long ago, when the whim Of the moment, the dream you dreamt, was not too Odd, not too unreachable... can you see it so Now, and.... can you see where you've been? |
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Reach out again, and catch the sense of your Imagination of long, long ago... and when you do, i Venture to say you'll find your self, luv Each of us has paddled our canoe many a mile, Ridden down the stream of dreams from yesteryear. John B. Moss, 20 April 1992 |
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OK, OK -- some folks know to look for the second title, but
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Did you really like "Moon River"?
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