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Mar 2012
Wake up in the sunlight hour
You sense the warm and feel the power
And know that when you want to leave
You can

All is well and all is bright
You wonder of the lasting night
And speak of shells and cuddle fish
Aloud

I know
  That it’s all
      A passing phase
I know
  That it’s all
      A passing phrase
Paul Rousseau
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Paul Rousseau
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