Baby's breath whispers beneath quiet Willows , morning sun approaches its bold , westward salutation , inaudibly removing the nighttime cold ... My cumbersome foolhardy days along the perceivable , well worn footpath of a venerable life scholar .. Silent , amusing thoughts of intrepid youthful days , life's bitter traffic upon the minds electric foray into disillusion , avenues of terrific familiarity and knowledge ...
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