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When all is left is echoes Of jolly music, dance And of happy souls. Images of children on a ferris wheel, Future lovers on a first date, A clown spreading a smile. Faint smell of sugar and popcorn. When all is left is a silence.
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
Echoes
When all is left is echoes Of jolly music, dance And of happy souls. Images of children on a ferris wheel, Future lovers on a first date, A clown spreading a smile. Faint smell of sugar and popcorn. When all is left is a silence.
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Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
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