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I dreamed last night I was young and sound again. In the manner of dreams the location was an indeterminate…
“The year’s at the spring, And day’s at the morn; Morning’s at seven; The hill-side’s dew-pearled; The lark’s on the…
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I’m Sorry, I Can’t Hear You, Darleen; There’s a Bug in My Ear. After two weeks I had to go…