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Oct 4
In a far off country have I roamed
Away from family, away from home.

Chaser of visions, Dreamer of dreams
Long have I been so far away.

What have I to speak?
To whom might I say,
"Forgive me, I have been away.
Remember me, I have been away."
Dreams of late have taken me "home" to boyhood and the farm. I have had nightly discussions with my father, with my mother, and with my grandmother, all now gone to rest beneath the prairie sod. I awake
Don Bouchard
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Don Bouchard  65/M/Minnesota
(65/M/Minnesota)   
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