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A Breath Of Time * Just yesterday I glanced outside and watched my children play, draped
in clothes beyond their years with dandelion bouquet. Then as I blinked, the decades passed My young ones soon were
grown, more quickly than the summer weeds among the grasses mown And now I watch their children dream as only
young ones can-- becoming all they wish to be, triumphant to each plan. Too young to know what lies ahead these
precious ones will see that years were just a breath of time and life--a potpourri.
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