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But you no longer reach out for me. Our brighter times have faded to gray.

Why not us? We have brain and gumption to close our lids, let open mind see

Can other-worldly genii be real -- or only imagined?

Soon we witness our good works redeemed

No finer branches will ever drape a prouder family tree.

This will be a fine day for a fishing trip to Franks River -- a nice birthday outing.

What terrifying fate awaits just over the hill?

One betrayal can destroy love's moment

You need a horse, falcon, and dog To speed your quest in the world.

They come in grace to fill an emptiness That fades with tiny first wail and caress.